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I write to keep from falling asleep.
August 18th, 2009
I have been in the Raleigh airport since 12:30p.m. It is now 9 p.m. That is a long time. Still, it is better than my connecting flight from Cincinnati on which I sat next to a very L A R G E man in a very small, two seat row. I was crammed against the window and his belly protruded onto my side so much I could not even put down my tray to hold my orange juice.
I am meeting mom, dad, and my grandparents here where we will then travel to the coast for my great aunt’s funeral. I am sad–but it’s sort of a weird sad. I mean, she was 90–as in, has been alive for 9 decades, 90. She had a lovely, full life and did not suffer long before her death…a blessing. I felt like I really HAD to come, like this was almost the beginning of what is getting ready to be a really bad few years, five? Maybe ten? And, I will probably be going to a lot more funerals for this generation. Is this at all coherent?
How about a funny story instead? Sunday morning we went to church. Hang on, that is not the funny part, we pretty much go every Sunday. But this Sunday, THIS Sunday, I rushed out the door. Again, not a shocker, I do that every Sunday too. I was singing the last hymn–meaning I had been at church for quite some time–and looked down to see I was wearing one left black sandal and one right hot pink flip flop. I was teaching Sunday School and did not have time to run home to switch them out, so spent the rest of the morning barefoot.
Ohh so sleepy. 45 more minutes. I can make it. How to spend the day in a pretty small airport? I have read, gotten a mediocre mani/pedi at the airport spa, spent an hour trying to get the free WiFi to work, before I figured out there was no free WiFi, instead I had to PAY seven bucks to use a crappy, slow internet server that keeps buffering all of the Hulu shows I have tried to watch. I’ve done a lot of people watching–mostly army boys, business travelers and vacationing families which made me miss my own.
Boy, this post is horrible. Really, really bad. How about I just delete it? But then who knows when I can update again? Okay, I will publish it–but remember Internet, I can do better.
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Sorry the arrangements left you stuck at the airport so long. The upside is you got to do some leisurely reading which is difficult with a nearly three year old around.
Yes, we are losing a generation, but this aunt is not the first, you’ll recall you and the husband have already lost three grandparents between you since you’ve known each other. Also, a couple of uncles went before. However, you are right that these next few years will see the loss of many more dear ones. Lets just treasure them for now.
Glad you could come along. You’ll be glad you weren’t with us on the way home as we had drama in the airport, and a visit to the doctors office on our return. Everything seems to be alright now though.