Angels on Assignment
It all began at 2:30 a.m. Wednesday — the kind of hour when even coffee needs coffee. Carl and I headed to the airport, hopeful and half-awake, ready for our flight to Denver. We parked, unloaded, and then came the ping. Carl’s phone: “Flight canceled due to storms in Dallas.” Argh! A call to the…
Did Your Daddy Ask You to Carry That?
Years ago, I watched my grandson wobble across the yard, stooping and stumbling under the weight of a giant rock. His flushed face and sagging shoulders told me he was at his limit. I rushed over, and as I spoke his name, he dropped to the grass. When I asked why he was carrying that…
Being Cranky Offers No Rewards!
Oh, the joys of travel! I spoke about them yesterday. Here is Part 2. After our one-year anniversary whirlwind trip, we expected a no-glitch flight. But, our flight was delayed two hours which meant a late-night, 12:30 am arrival home. By the time we would get our luggage, hop on the parking bus, get our…
Go With the Flow
Go With the Flow The notion of being like a bottle that just floats aimlessly with the water’s current can have both a negative and positive connotation. If we were like those who “go with the flow” of following the crowd, we could end up in quite precarious situations. For example, the young person who…