As I am starting to write this our son James is sitting in New York’s LaGuardia Airport waiting for his flight to Texas Christian University as he gets set to resume school.  His flight was supposed to leave at5:55 p.m.  Then 6:45.  Then 7:15.  We dropped him off Thursday afternoon at 2:00 p.m. It is now Thursday night (7:20 p.m.) and he is still waiting. That wouldn’t be so bad if he was to arrive in Dallas sometime around midnight, which was what he was originally told; Well, not originally but after a few delayed starting times. But now his plane won’t leave LaGuardia until 9:30 p.m. and his one hour stopover in Kansas City has been turned to an overnight stay where he will need to sleep in the airport.  The plane does not depart from Kansas City until 7:30 a.m. on Friday and arrives in Texas around 9:30 a.m.

James’ original flight was scheduled to leave Newark Airport  (in New Jersey) at 5:00 p.m.  But he received a text at 11:00am this morning when we stopped at Starbucks.  The text informed him that  his flight was cancelled.  (Something to do with storms that hit the area yesterday).  So much for my last one on one time with him before he left for four months.  We ran home (actually drove…a little quicker than usual) and thankfully Susan had the quick thinking to look for alternative flights at other airports.  I had only two thoughts:  1.  We need to find another airline out of Newark; 2. This is going to cost a lot of money!  There was only one flight out of either Newark or LaGuardia…the one he got on…Well, actually the one he is waiting to get on.

When life hands you lemons, make lemonade.  Maybe there will be a Jamba Juice at the airport. My day didn’t end how I originally had planned it.  My day was supposed to go like this:

1.  Get up and walk the dog.

2.  Make my Nutri Bullet drink and read the newspaper.

3.  Go to the office for a few hours before going for coffee with James at 10:00 a.m.

4.  Go back to the office for a few hours.

5.  Drive James to the airport.

6.  Come back and work and eat and work.

7.  Sleep

So, at 10:00 a.m. when I was supposed to go out with James he called to tell me his back was hurting and he wanted to go to Dr. Tony (Panzica) for an adjustment and that we could go out for coffee after.   Well, that was the first change of plans and things have been changing all day ever since.  At least I am not sitting in an airport.  Even better, at least I am not sleeping in an airport.  Better yet, I don’t have to eat airport food.

The old saying is that you never know what a day will bring.  We realize how fragile and unpredictable life can be and that only God really knows what is in store for us.  From inconveniences to tragedies, from unexpected encounters to undeserved blessings. We never know why things happen the way they do but often we times have little control over our circumstances.  Life happens and we respond.  Better to trust God than our own plans!

So today is done and we have plans for Friday.  Our grandson Vinny has made remarkable progress and is now out of I.C.U.  We thank God for all your prayers and support.  We are going up to see him and can’t wait.  It will be the first time that he will not be sedated and we will be able to interact with him. We are very excited and will share with you all the good news.

We are driving up to Boston early Friday morning (5 a.m. early!)…and will be back late on Saturday night. On Sunday we will be back in church.  Sometime this weekend we will go out for a nice dinner. Sometime this week I would love to go out for some ice cream.  And I hope to get some fishing done as the summer winds down.

Lord willing.

What do you think?