Survival

Yesterday was horrible. Just horrible. I sent my mother home on a plane that was going through Atlanta. It was snowing and sleeting. Oh... did I mention that my mother H.A.T.E.S to fly? That in the past I was only able to get her here via Ft. Lauderdale because it was a direct flight? After much discussion about it was much cheaper through Atlanta and it would come to a closer airport. 50 miles closer. She decided to give it a try. Uh... I really thought that if she could reach me yesterday that she would have killed me. Luckily she was soooo happy to be going home, the reality of what I scheduled for her didn't hit home. Phew...

It started when we reached the airport here and it was delayed 40 minutes. This cut back on the amount of time she had in the Atlanta airport to get to the other plane. And it was delayed even more. Yikes. Then I relaxed when I saw it was making up time in the air. It was only 15 minutes late from the initial time. It also said her plane in Atlanta was still scheduled to leave on time. It lied.

She sat on the tarmac for over 2 1/2 hours. Waiting to be de-iced. Yep, they put them on the plane and made them wait. Oh boy. I was sooo happy when I saw that it was finally in the air. Until then... I basically freaked. Part of that was due to sleep deprivation. Tot is having asthma issues. Yet, a lot of it was that guilty feeling of convincing my mom to go through Atlanta.

Yes, she is an adult. Yes, she can logically figure out what she wants. She is extremely smart and able to handle herself. She has traveled a lot (which is why she doesn't want to travel now). Still...

She made it home and is very happy. Me too. That she didn't have to spend the night in Atlanta. I would hear about that for yeas to come if it had happened! Phew.

Posted by vw bug at January 20, 2008 07:12 AM | TrackBack