Let's try this again!
Yesterday, directly after school my husband and daughter picked me up and delivered me to the airport to start my first solo adventure. Where to? Texas, of course. I made it through registration, security, and waited with the other passengers. I even thought to myself, "Why was I so concerned? I can do this?" Shortly after said thought, I received an email notification my flight was delayed but I would still be required to make my connection. I checked the times and realized I would have eight minutes to make my connecting flight. I went and joined other passengers in the line for assistance.
Once at the desk the airline attendant ended up being an angel dressed in a uniform, at least this is my story. He informed me due to another delay I wouldn't make my connecting flight at all. By the time we were home and snuggled in last night, my original flight delayed at least 3 times. Long story short - Mike, my UA angel, was able to arrange a new flight for today that puts me in San Antonio around 2 p.m. This allows a couple hours to head to my hostesses' house and prepare for tonight's banquet and my time of sharing HOPE with the families of the missing.
As I type it sounds like I had it all together, not so much. I shed many tears last night, so many that when I called Crystal to tell her when I would be arriving, I couldn't even talk. I so wanted to be at the Heidi Search Center in San Antonio to give back a small portion of what they shared with us over nineteen years ago. God had different plans.
Instead of spending today dwelling on what didn't happen, I am starting the day (bright and early! lol) and with a positive attitude. God will have both my flights leave and arrive on time. We will have save travels to San Antonio, while there, and on the return trip home. A praise - on the way there, I had two lay overs, now I have one.
Thanks for your prayers yesterday, today, and for the weekend. Pray hearts are open and God's message is shared.
Gotta go!
Yesterday, directly after school my husband and daughter picked me up and delivered me to the airport to start my first solo adventure. Where to? Texas, of course. I made it through registration, security, and waited with the other passengers. I even thought to myself, "Why was I so concerned? I can do this?" Shortly after said thought, I received an email notification my flight was delayed but I would still be required to make my connection. I checked the times and realized I would have eight minutes to make my connecting flight. I went and joined other passengers in the line for assistance.
Once at the desk the airline attendant ended up being an angel dressed in a uniform, at least this is my story. He informed me due to another delay I wouldn't make my connecting flight at all. By the time we were home and snuggled in last night, my original flight delayed at least 3 times. Long story short - Mike, my UA angel, was able to arrange a new flight for today that puts me in San Antonio around 2 p.m. This allows a couple hours to head to my hostesses' house and prepare for tonight's banquet and my time of sharing HOPE with the families of the missing.
As I type it sounds like I had it all together, not so much. I shed many tears last night, so many that when I called Crystal to tell her when I would be arriving, I couldn't even talk. I so wanted to be at the Heidi Search Center in San Antonio to give back a small portion of what they shared with us over nineteen years ago. God had different plans.
Instead of spending today dwelling on what didn't happen, I am starting the day (bright and early! lol) and with a positive attitude. God will have both my flights leave and arrive on time. We will have save travels to San Antonio, while there, and on the return trip home. A praise - on the way there, I had two lay overs, now I have one.
Thanks for your prayers yesterday, today, and for the weekend. Pray hearts are open and God's message is shared.
Gotta go!
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