Passport STORY
WELL Hello Everyone!
I hope the new year has been treating everyone well. As of right now, I have only experienced my home in good 'ole Benton, AR in 2007! I must say it was glorious! It was all about down time, my mom getting upset with me for not going to the Doctor for the aparent deadly strain of illness that I can't shake, my dad telling me how it has been hard work to get me on the straight path, my brother John catching up on years of pestering me that he has missed out on, My unborn niece Mia always moving when I am not looking, and last but not least the amazing FREE EPISODES of Third Season Grey's Anatomy on ABC.com. (wow, run-on sentence!)
I am right now, sitting in the Chicago Airport waiting to get on my flight back into Spain. It will be a body numbing 9 hours on a plane as I am situated in the middle row. (EWWWWW) This will be another adventure. I think, at least, this departure from Chicago will not be covered in tears as I sobbed my way to the plane in September (SORRY about that Jason and Jordan!)
The last few days have been a rollercoaster. As many of you know, I lost my passport, and didnt realize it until TWO nights before I was suppose to leave. Needless to say, the night I found out I was so upset I didnt sleep! Then, as soon as the Lost and Found Offices in the Tri-state area opened, I started calling. Of course previous to that was a heartfelt plea for God to save me from myself and my inability to travel without a "situation." By the Grace of God and His ability to create miracles, a Lady in Chicago had found it, and had it in her office in Chicago O'Hare. When she called me back after an hour wait, I wanted to do backflips, of course I couldn't. 1. I would break something if I tried. 2. I hadnt slept in a long time.
There I was so happy! Everything was right in the world. I felt so good, I laid down for an hour nap! (When I am upset sleep and my appetite are the first things to leave me. Next, my common sense!) So, everything was on as planned. Just one difference, I would have to retrieve that passport before I could board my flight to Madrid. So I went up to Little Rock and took advantage of my 25ness. I rented a car to drive myself back to Dallas to visit folks at DWC and then get myself to the airport. As my wonderful brother drove me, RAIN began to fall on my parade! I looked at my itinerary and realized I had an hour and a half to get off my dallas-chicago flight, retrieve my luggage, find a guy named glen to explain that I had to have my passport, recheck in for my flight, and go through security. For all of you who had so much faith in me, I KNEW BETTER!
Luckily, I was at DWC with the very wonderful smart Janell, who asked me the question..."What are you so worried about? The process of getting it all done or the outcome?" My response, " the process!! I know everyone says its no big deal, but I am the one who has to do it, and I know myself. When I am rushed or frazzled I am lose all ability to think rationally. If I only had more time!" She says, "Well call the airlines and get on standby for the early flight to Chicago." SO I DID!! Which is why I am sitting here tired out of my mind because that makes the second night in a row I haven't slept only to be followed by a light twilight sleep onboard a 747! However, I am sitting here relaxed, my appetite back, droopy eyelids, but PEACE OF MIND!
To end a long story, that I really had to share, I had to say.....The madrid flight was DELAYED by 40 extra minutes (HAHAHA) Jokes on me! I actually prayed God would delay it, so I could get my passport in time, and of course He totally did it. My problem I let my worry, self doubt, and little faith keep me awake for another night and jump the GUN on waiting for God to take care of it. When if I had only trusted, I would be writing to you with at least some sleep more than an hour nap on Saturday!
I hope the new year has been treating everyone well. As of right now, I have only experienced my home in good 'ole Benton, AR in 2007! I must say it was glorious! It was all about down time, my mom getting upset with me for not going to the Doctor for the aparent deadly strain of illness that I can't shake, my dad telling me how it has been hard work to get me on the straight path, my brother John catching up on years of pestering me that he has missed out on, My unborn niece Mia always moving when I am not looking, and last but not least the amazing FREE EPISODES of Third Season Grey's Anatomy on ABC.com. (wow, run-on sentence!)
I am right now, sitting in the Chicago Airport waiting to get on my flight back into Spain. It will be a body numbing 9 hours on a plane as I am situated in the middle row. (EWWWWW) This will be another adventure. I think, at least, this departure from Chicago will not be covered in tears as I sobbed my way to the plane in September (SORRY about that Jason and Jordan!)
The last few days have been a rollercoaster. As many of you know, I lost my passport, and didnt realize it until TWO nights before I was suppose to leave. Needless to say, the night I found out I was so upset I didnt sleep! Then, as soon as the Lost and Found Offices in the Tri-state area opened, I started calling. Of course previous to that was a heartfelt plea for God to save me from myself and my inability to travel without a "situation." By the Grace of God and His ability to create miracles, a Lady in Chicago had found it, and had it in her office in Chicago O'Hare. When she called me back after an hour wait, I wanted to do backflips, of course I couldn't. 1. I would break something if I tried. 2. I hadnt slept in a long time.
There I was so happy! Everything was right in the world. I felt so good, I laid down for an hour nap! (When I am upset sleep and my appetite are the first things to leave me. Next, my common sense!) So, everything was on as planned. Just one difference, I would have to retrieve that passport before I could board my flight to Madrid. So I went up to Little Rock and took advantage of my 25ness. I rented a car to drive myself back to Dallas to visit folks at DWC and then get myself to the airport. As my wonderful brother drove me, RAIN began to fall on my parade! I looked at my itinerary and realized I had an hour and a half to get off my dallas-chicago flight, retrieve my luggage, find a guy named glen to explain that I had to have my passport, recheck in for my flight, and go through security. For all of you who had so much faith in me, I KNEW BETTER!
Luckily, I was at DWC with the very wonderful smart Janell, who asked me the question..."What are you so worried about? The process of getting it all done or the outcome?" My response, " the process!! I know everyone says its no big deal, but I am the one who has to do it, and I know myself. When I am rushed or frazzled I am lose all ability to think rationally. If I only had more time!" She says, "Well call the airlines and get on standby for the early flight to Chicago." SO I DID!! Which is why I am sitting here tired out of my mind because that makes the second night in a row I haven't slept only to be followed by a light twilight sleep onboard a 747! However, I am sitting here relaxed, my appetite back, droopy eyelids, but PEACE OF MIND!
To end a long story, that I really had to share, I had to say.....The madrid flight was DELAYED by 40 extra minutes (HAHAHA) Jokes on me! I actually prayed God would delay it, so I could get my passport in time, and of course He totally did it. My problem I let my worry, self doubt, and little faith keep me awake for another night and jump the GUN on waiting for God to take care of it. When if I had only trusted, I would be writing to you with at least some sleep more than an hour nap on Saturday!
posted by Jess at
12:19 PM
3 Comments:
Sorry to hear that Jordan and Jason made you cry last time you flew. I love hearing people taking steps of faith in the Lord, so thanks for sharing. Very encouraging. Hope the flight and shoulder buddies treated you well. Oh, and isnt holidays with the fam the greatest.
wow, great to hear the WHOLE story haha and great that you got your passport back! YAY!
love you!
okay...first things first...TAY--LOR:
I went to get McDonalds and when I came back Jordan was with her. He did it! He made her cry! She couldn't even look at him she was so terrified! Get your story straight buddy! I had to convince her that Jordan wasn't a bad person, especially since he was telling her to "suck it up" and to quit crying.
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