- - - - Happens!!!

When does what you smell become
the sky? When is it not just the
air right around you? Like when
would the smell of grass that was
coming up from the dirt be the
bottom of the sky?
from: Blue Shoe
by: Anne Lamott

Laying in bed tonight....

Basking in the warm glow of anticipation for tomorrows joyful reunion with Clark.....

Envisioning the excitement and emotions of the event....

Drifting off to sleep....

MyBuilders phone vibrates under the mattress....

Didnt give it a moments thought-convinced it was his brother calling to chat.....

Unexpectedly heard the familiar voice of my Elder in the air over our bed.....

WHAT!!!!????

Is he calling from Atlanta already....during his 5 hour layover??......

WHAT!!!!!

He's still in Chile!!!!

His flight has been canceled due to electrical malfunctions.....

He's spending the night in some lonely hotel somewhere in Santiago...

Its a nightmare....

Please be a nightmare!!!!....

Wake up Cindy!!!!

Damn

I AM wide awake....

No Clark tomorrow....

Best laid plans shot to heck....

Which also means that there will be no family picture taken....

for two more years.....

Damn!!!

(sorry for the french...kind of)

I guess I should take heart knowing he's ok and healthy....

Looking....

looking...

looking....

for a silver lining.....


Is there a silver linging???


Why.....

why....

why.....