Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Life is what happens when we are making plans

Today I tried to leave South Dakota to take my mother on a little trip to visit her son and family in Little Rock, Arkansas.  We rushed to Sioux Falls, walked many steps through the parking lot and through the airport, held our breath through security while they searched mom and her walker (since she has a cochlear implant) and then proudly walked (again down the longest hallway) to the end gate where we waited for boarding.

Unfortunately, our plane was still sitting in Chicago waiting to leave the ground due to weather.  After a couple of hours and no luck at re-routing, the ticket agent recommended that mom and I rebook for the same flight tomorrow.  Sounds good!  Just he isn't the one maneuvering luggage and a beautiful, but rather disabled mother back down the hallway, down the elevator, and back out to the parking lot.  Whew!  Maybe tomorrow will be better.  We sure got a lot of memories out of that cancelled flight.  Mom went to bed early tonight so she can be ready for the next go around tomorrow.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Sometimes carrying our plans is harder than making them.

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