Today I picked my two fabulous children up from the airport. In order to pick up unaccompanied minors from a plane you must first receive a voucher from a check-in agent saying you are who you say you are and that you actually have someone to pick up. Well, I walked by one extremely long line and then by a few shorter lines that were labeled "self-check-in" a "gold member" line and a "premium" line. And then another set of the above. Getting frustrated at the fact that I would probably have to stand in the extrememly long line to get someone to look at my license, I asked a security person if there was a shorter line for my situation. He directed me to counter 39, a very short line. I smiled and meandered over to the counter. Only to find myself smiling even bigger. I was now in the "atypically sized luggage" check-in line. How appropriate for my kids.
Home from Vegas and AZ. Good times. I wish I had been able to plan the trip. There would have been more dance scenes and pretty clothes, and much better lodging. Next time. It was nice to see all my friends. I left some very precious friendships out there. I love my peaceful life here, but I'd really like to fall in love with people like I did in AZ.
I'd like to take the opportunity to thank my mother for teaching me to sing and laugh. Since it's the holiday season I keep remembering the Thanksgiving I spent at my mom's after I was married. Both of my sisters were still living at home. My sisters and I finished cleaning up Thanksgiving dinner and immediately decided it was time to go Christmas Carolling. We wandered around our dirt trailer park neighborhood singing Christmas hymns. One of my poor sisters is extremely tone deaf and Katie and I can only carry a tune, but it was fun. Everyone thought we were crazy, but I think most people enjoyed the humor. Probably one of my favorite holiday memories.
As I sit here on a Sunday morning wrapped up in a blanket and singing along to Annie I am ever so grateful I can enjoy such simple pleasures. I find myself agreeing with Annie that "whenever a day is gray, or gloomy. I just pick up my chin and grin and say....Tomorrow!" I realize how silly and cliche-ish this is, but also how truly wonderful it is to have feel good songs and poems apply to my life. I am so happy that I no longer feel disappointed if today doesn't bring me exactly what I want. To know that life is good, and that I can handle what sorrows life may bring. And that if for some reason there is no tomorrow, there is today. And I'm having a blast!
