We got to the airport at 6am. Yep that only means I slept maybe 3 hours at most. Surprisingly I wasn’t tired. Perhaps it was because I was sort of excited to see my grandfather. We arrive at Hobby Airport at 1pm. I think I had déjà vu again. For some reason what played out that afternoon reminded me of what had happened in Japan when family came to visit. HA!
My aunt was a bit exhausted and wasn’t feeling well when we landed. I think she may have been dehydrated but who knows. Anyway, we were looking for the people that were picking us up. Mind you; I had never met them before so I had no idea who I was looking for. My aunt gave me a description of them but really, when you give a description of a young Mexican with long hair in a state where half the state is Mexican; how do you expect for me to know who they are?! LOL!!! I laughed at my aunt and she realized what she said, so we then laughed together.
We were outside looking for 2 women looking for us (in a white SUV). We’d sit inside staring at all the Mexicans walking by us wondering. After about an hour I began to get a little frustrated. As some people know I lack LOTS of patience, you can only imagine how I was feeling.
I noticed an older lady and a younger girl walking by numerous times. I even stared at them wondering who they were (while we were sitting). When we were outside; I would stare at this BLACK SUV. Matter of fact they even creped me out and I think visa versa! The two in the front were men. I didn’t care I was determined to find the people who were suppose to pick us up!
About a 1 hour and 15 minutes went by and my aunt noticed the woman in which she, my uncle and my dad played with. The same lady I saw walk by at 7 times for the past hour… NOT COOL!!! Then my aunt saw her sister (my aunt obviously). These women were the same women that walked past us over and over again.
Now it was off the white SUV that was black mind you. The same vehicle that I stared at for 10 minutes straight!! LOL!!! UGH I love when this happens to me. It ends up being hilarious at the end!
My grandfather was supposed to show up in Houston where we landed but he wasn’t there. We were hurt but I was content because I got to hear some amazing stories about my daddy. We ate showered and we were merry. I already missed my family at this point…
I met my aunt and her husband, her name is Ericka. I met one of the women that played with my dad when they were young. What a great tiring night it was. God was good to us that day. I now have a larger family on my dad’s side!!
She's my aunt. It sounds odd because she's younger then me.
Rosa; the lady my dad, uncle, aunt played with as kids. She was making some tortillas. I will defiantly keep in touch with these women!
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