I got very excited about taking a trip tomorrow. It all happened today. This afternoon, really. And so, we went ahead and booked the flights after I confirmed with my husband that we might as well bite the bullet and try out the longer trip with our daughter and me traveling on our own. He said that, if it went badly, then we just would have to keep practicing until it isn’t bad anymore. We both laughed at that idea.
So, we booked this trip barely 18 hours out. Very good chances. However, a flight must have gotten cancelled this evening, because our first leg options went from hundreds of empty seats to only ten total across three flights. As I debated canceling altogether – including the Uber that was supposed to pick me up in three hours – because I really needed to think through packing way better than I had been able to do just tonight, and I was overwhelmed with how much physical effort might be involved, and with all the stuff I didn’t know and couldn’t ask friend about before leaving since she was asleep, etc., I got a notification from Uber that my flight had been canceled, and did I want to adjust or cancel the ride to the airport? I laughed. And I was immensely relieved. I had been excited when there were loads of spots open. And when we were going to be surprising my dad. But the stress of so few seats combined with the stress of packing on short notice for the hardest weather – I seriously struggle with packing for weather that is in the teens (Celsius, not Fahrenheit. No way would I even do Fahrenheit teens.) – and having to get up super early after almost no sleep and travel all day and night… just made me not want to go anymore.
So, God handled it for me, and I am grateful. We will find another time to go visit. I learned a lot about this type of travel, as well as about what I need for my own success in prepping and packing.
Thank you, God, for the fun of today, and for the learning of it. Keep us well and safe and whole. Grant my husband the success he needs to do very well in his work, please. Thank you for the humility. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2026
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