Well folks, I’m sitting here in Chicago O’Hare waiting for my connecting flight to take me the rest of the way to my final destination. Eek! Final destination. I actually hate saying that phrase because it conjures up images of the movies with the same name where everyone always dies in the end. I guess if I do wind up going to my final destination today that would be ok too cause can’t complain about going to heaven. But I feel like I still have some stuff to do here so I’d rather just go to Vermont today, OK God?
I’m pretty proud of myself for making it this far without any Xanax. I have it with me just in case but so far haven’t taken any. That’s huge because I have a big old fat fear of flying. But today I did just fine on the plane. I was jittery and nervous when I got to the airport but there was no trace of that fear left once I got in the plane. Maybe I’ll tackle roller coasters next. Gulp. Maybe not. I think I’ll just tackle the second half of this flight and go wish my daddy a happy 85th birthday.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. John 14:27