One of many long days..

I guess I shouldn’t be repeating myself again but I shall. Only this time I haven’t posted because I was away from home and the computer was scarce. I’m going to post this daily and will include one or two photos as well.

As many know I took a trip to see my grandfather. For some reason there were a handful of people who thought that my grandfather was not in good health. Perhaps he’s not and it’s only been because I haven’t seen him in years. It was bitter sweet as you are about to read. Now let’s begin.

The first day I left here, I was already missing the family. It was only the second time I had left my children behind, one difference though; is that this was for 10 days and I was completely out of the state, even country.

Here’s what took place the day of my departure. I left here in the am. Funny as it seems, we flew north and not west. My destination was to head to CA not NC. Good ‘ol hurricane Ida decided that she wanted to make a landing here so we had no choice but to make a SMALL detour. The airline I was flying with made a call asking all passengers to go to the desk. They were fortunate enough to get a head count of all passengers. So they boarded us (about) 1 hour before our initial flight. We took off about 15 minutes after. There was no turbulence, the flight was awesome! Since we left early that only meant that I would be spending 4.5 hours at the airport before being able to fly to the next airport. By the way, they weren’t sure what flight I’d be catching, after all we did have to take a detour.

I think, no, I know! The Lord had his plans for me and one of them was reinforce patience. While in Charlotte I ate at Chili’s and as I ate I was reading my bible. People walked by and stared as if I was some sort of freak. Matter of fact, some passengers were seated at the table next me. They were the same people whom sat a few rows back cursing up a storm. Do you know they never even cursed while sitting at the table next me?! I was pretty happy about it as you can tell.
Moving on to the next airport; Phoenix AZ it is! I had a short layover; I’d like to say about 1 hour or so. All was smooth and I did get a small chance to feel the dessert heat. Who cares though, because the skies are clear there! As I boarded for the next flight to San Fran I began to pray for a safe flight and for the protection of all passengers.

I arrived in San Fran at 10pm and now needed to head south to Fresno. It was all said and done at 2am when I was finally able to lay down. For 3 hours…….Stay tuned!!