What a day yesterday was! Tuesday, August 20. I didn’t know what to do about going to see my mother, age 99 1/2 years. I had a ticket purchased for August 31. What if she didn’t live that long? I’d never forgive myself for not going now.
My wonderful son-in-law, Gene, took all my information and changed my ticket to a one-way ticket to Denver. (I have no idea how long I’ll need to be there.) First he had a ticket to book for late afternoon to Chicago and on to Denver the next morning. Okay, I can be ready late afternoon.
My wonderful daughter-in-law, Jessica, came over to shampoo and cut my hair. Then Gene called, after 12:00 noon, to ask if I could be ready by 2:15! The plane would leave at 3:15. I’d arrive in Denver in the evening!
Okay, I’ll be ready! I had two hours to get all ready and be at the air port. Thank goodness we’re only about 20-30 minutes from the airport. I flew into action! Jerry was still taking his nap. I mopped the kitchen floor…folded a load of clothes…picked up the house. By then Jerry was up and I told him I needed to be at the airport by 2:15! Next job…a quick shower! Then I packed my suitcase!
2:00 PM – Ah, we were ready to leave. As we sat in the car ready to pull out I wondered where my wallet was…Oh no, I couldn’t find it in my pockets or in my computer bag. We both went back in the house to look. It was no where… I had emptied the laundry shoot so I checked the dirty clothes. Nope… Then I looked in a basket of towels…there it was!!! Oh my goodness!
Well, we got to the airport about 2:30. Whew!!! Since I hadn’t taken time to eat since breakfast I was hungry. I bought a salad and an English muffin to eat on the plane. As I was boarding the plane I realized I didn’t have any dressing for my salad and no fork! I left my bag on my seat and ran back off the plane to get what I needed for my salad.
In Chicago I had a looooong walk to get to my departure gate. My plane delayed about an hour! We finally boarded and had a smooth flight to Denver. Usually when I fly to Colorado I take a shuttle down to Castle Rock where Bill meets me to take me home. I’ve always called ahead and reserved a seat on the shuttle. This trip I had no time to call ahead for a reservation.
I made my way to where the shuttles pick up passengers, only to discover I had gone the wrong direction! Back into the airport I went to the other side and out I went to where the shuttles were waiting for passengers. I found one that said Colorado Springs on the side. “Does this shuttle stop at Castle Rock ?” I asked the driver. Yes, it did. Oh good. I told him I don’t have a reservation. He said he didn’t have a full load anyway so it was alright. The time was right around 7:30 PM. Just out of curiosity I asked what time the last shuttle of the day goes south. He said this one was it! The last shuttle of the day! Oh my goodness! I just made it!
God was definitely with me this entire day! Right down to catching the last shuttle of the day and without a reservation!
Yesterday…the day that was!