| I probably rushed her off the phone too fast, but only because my mind was racing ahead to getting to her and my siblings.
It’s been 3 months since I woke up to several missed calls and texts from my mom and sister, starting at 2:30am. My heart sank and my head swirled with all of the horrible possibilities. I knew something had happened, but was it my dad, my brother, my other sister?
It was my dad.
Thank heavens for friends who volunteered to find me a flight and send me the information, and even drive an hour in a freezing rainstorm to pick me up and drive me another hour to the airport.
Once I got to the airport, and was navigating on my own, it started…
I should have called him when I thought about him a few weeks back…
I know the relationship was strained, but I could have…
Suddenly, my Soul brought that train to a screeching halt. “You’re not going to be any good for them if you continue on this path. You know you did the best you could. If you have to, clear it up now, before you get there. He can hear you.”
“Okay,” I said out loud in the middle of the airport, “Let’s work this out.”
Deep breath. Tears streaming down my face. Suitcase in tow. I walked toward my gate…and started talking to my dad.
“Dad, I’m really sorry that I…”
My only plan was to make things right,
but what unfolded in that airport and since
was part of a much Bigger Plan...
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