Chicago O’Hare. United. You cut me.
19 Jun
Getting to this funeral is becoming a horrible adventure. I’m usually pretty upbeat — my ability to stay positive is superhuman — but this is wearing me down a little. We were supposed to fly out last night, but weather drama in Chicago grounded all flights. So, we flew out this morning — got here just fine — only to discover that our flight to Vancouver had been cancelled. We’re on standby at noon, but if we don’t make that flight, I’ll miss my chance to see my grandmother’s face one last time before she’s buried.
There was a mother and daughter this morning (when everything was still okay and we didn’t know our flight was going to be cancelled) that ran past us, screaming at the gate they were trying to reach — which had just closed its doors on their flight. They attacked the door, banging on it, shouting, begging them to open up and let them on the plane. I’d never seen anything like it.
But man, I feel sympathy right now.
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I hope you get there in time. It makes such a difference to be able to say goodbye like that. My sympathies.
Take a nice deep breath Marjorie. With you today in heart and thoughts. (((Hugs)))
My condolences on your loss, and my best thoughts on your mojo influencing the airline gods to get you to Vancouver on time.
Big hugs Marjorie. Sending you good vibes.
First and foremost, my condolences go to you and yours. It’s very nice to hear your Amazon strength doesn’t fade away even through the rough patches. I hope things go smoothly from here on in. Take lots of care!
Oh no. I hope you made/make it. If there is any consolation at all if you don’t, remember her alive and spirited, not the last look being the shell left behind.