The plane was to arrive at 5:oo pm, but it didn't. It didn't, because the one in Texas that was supposed to leave at noon, didn't leave until 4:00 pm--which meant the one in Charlotte was missed altogether. Christmas Eve was a day filled with phone calls to airports, airlines and the youngest daughter.
The city-girl daughter and I waited at the airport for the last flight to arrive. The guard said he pulled the big wire door down between flights as a security measure.
There were others that were waiting for family to arrive for the holidays, too.Tiff made it in just fine.
I was just hoping for some peace--finally--after all the nervousness associated with delays and the waiting.
And finally--after many hours--my little girl arrived.
Of course, her luggage chose to arrive Christmas Day!
Of course, her luggage chose to arrive Christmas Day!
2 comments:
i saw Christmas miracle and figured it was either traveling related or that you had happened on a mother of all sales at Macy's AND had your 40% coupon on you at the same time.
I love this documentary!
Glad she made it safely.
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