Against the odds, my BIL and Mom are actually in route to Lincoln, NE. The third time (my BIL got a ticket to fly to TX) was not a charm, but thanks to his gentle perseverance, it is on its way to being successful. Whew. My sister and I have been sharing chuckles, because it is better to laugh than cry, right?
The third flight was booked for Saturday night, July 5. When all systems were still "go" by Friday night, we dared to feel confident. Silly us. I felt my phone vibrate while sitting in church, and the following ensued:
But wait; there's more. My BIL's flight was delayed multiple times due to weather, so instead of getting in Saturday night, he arrived at 1:00 a.m. this morning. With an extra day on her hands, Mom was ready and waiting, right? Texts between my sister and BIL this morning:
At home we are still trying to figure out what to do about two dead vehicles. Rick and Brian spent a lot of time working on the vet truck, fixing one problem only to be faced with a new one. Argh.
I remind myself often of Isaiah 26:3; you can't stay focused the problems!
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Not sure it's really that much consolation, but I've done this with my mother, my father and just recently my stepmother. And it always goes about like that. You all are doing Good Work!
Thanks, Amy; it helps to know we are not alone in this!
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