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Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Hello from AZ!
I arrived yesterday after multitudinous airport delays!
We sat on the runway in Greensboro NC for 45 minutes because we were informed it was snowing in Chicago! Good thing I had the hand quilting with me :c) This pic is of the snow through my window upon landing. The only thing it doesn't show is how the snow was blowing SIDEWAYS!! :cP We sat here on the runway while they cleared stuff so we could get to our gate.
Once arriving in Chicago, I barely had time to get from F terminal to C terminal to catch my plane...walked right on board without having to stop and wait..they were already boarding.
Once buckled in, huffing and puffing, we were told we had to wait for the de-icer truck to make its way to us...and that took another 45 minutes! Let me tell you, we were lucky to get OUT of Chicago, in fact, when we landed in Phoenix, I overheard a gate lady telling several frustrated passengers that they were not going anywhere because Chicago had been closed down with nothing going in or out for more than 3 hours. Well, my flight was 3 hours 45 minutes, so I think that we were probably one of the last planes to leave O'Hare!
I met my brother's plane just as he was landing, a few gates down from mine. What a wonderful reunion! We were met by my dad down by baggage claim and off we went to go see my other brother at his office.
I'm having a wonderful reunion with my family. This pic is of my two brothers (both younger than me, yes I am the old one!) and my dad...the 4 of us have not been together at the same time in 7.5 years. Way too long.
Last night we all went to my nephew's high school choir Christmas Concert, and it was fabulous. A real family time of love and support. It was just what I needed to get me into the Holiday spirit.
I met my young niece, Ashley, who is 7 years old. The first time I got to hug and hold her and she is 7. Where do the years go? She has glued herself to my lap and my side, and my heart is full with being loved on by a little girl, a blessing that I have missed in my life since losing my daughter in infancy. I never let myself get too close to little girls because it hurt too much, but even that is healing as I spend this time with family.
And this is getting pretty long and deep, so I'm going to end it here and wish you all the same...the joy of loved ones around you, related or not. We're all on this journey together.
Quipped by Bonnie K Hunter at 10:43 AM