5 HUGS, 2 children, 3 adults (1 husband, 1 mother-in-law, 1 Harris Teeter employee)
Last night all I kept thinking was how tired we would be this morning and how we would not want to be waking up early to catch a flight, so it was decided that we would catch a later one. But, I have to be honest, it wasn’t just exhaustion that made me want to change it. A little something inside was telling me it was the right thing to do.
Hubby and I hoped that we were able to stay with our family after yesterday’s funeral long enough to make an impact. We were there to pay our respects, but also to help console hubby’s mom. We weren’t really sure we did that. So, on our way to the airport I felt another little something inside saying to call her. As soon as she picked up the phone she said she was on her way to the airport to drop someone off. The exact same airport we were on our way to. Quite a coincidence seeing as how this airport was 2 hours away from where she was staying. Looks like that little something inside was telling me we needed to see her one more time. We quickly made arrangements to meet for a brief second to say one more goodbye. By the time she arrived at the airport we had less than 30 minutes to make it through security. Not an easy feat when I had hemp milk that would need to be inspected. Sometimes priorities need to be shifted and this was one of those times. I felt an urgency that hugs to our children’s grandmother was much more important than making our flight. I know we will see her again soon, but why not take every opportunity to hug her every chance we get? This is what memories are made of. The kids won’t remember if we made it to the plane on time, but they will remember racing through the airport because we just had to see Gaga one more time.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.