Where to start….
Well, let me begin with saying that I am not a morning person, like at all. Even when I need to wakeup at, say, 3:00 am to catch a flight to India, I am still not alert or functioning or awake.
It’s like my insides are saying, yay!! Here we go, but my outside just looks like a zombie.
I have seen those people, who look all crazy alert and amped and to be frank, it’s a little annoying. I just want to go up to them and ask, Like, do you really wake up this way? You probably jumped out of bed and your eyes are all bugged out, aren’t they.
So, when we checked in at 4:00am only to learn that the international airlines had exchanged our tickets and booked us on all new flights and we were now flying out at 5:00pm, I was less than thrilled. Really less than.
As I scrambled to get a ride home, I was huffing and puffing a bit. I was mumbling to my daughter, how could the travel agency not email me about this. Someone really dropped the ball here and I’m going to get to the bottom of this. This is not okay. (My famous phrase for like everything- everthing- kids- work- life. This is really not okay.)
Funny, how a little change in our plans and I was wide awake. Hmph.
So there we sat in the corner of the airport in a hurry to go absolutely no where, me- pouring over my computer trying to straighten all of this out, my daughter- taking it all in and in her slightly sedated state (yes, she takes after her mother), she offered her thoughts,
“Ya know, mom. I don’t know what good it does to find out who dropped the ball or what happened. It doesn’t change anything. At least we didn’t miss our flight.”
Ugh. I hate it when this happens. It’s like in a split moment I feel like the child and her the parent with wisdom and soundness oozing out of her.
I stopped and took a long- deep-breath.
She was right and I knew it.
What good did it do to find out who didn’t do what? It wouldn’t change anything. And why was it so important to find out who caused this anyways, it’s not like I could go back and undo the night.
Oh dear sisters (Sorry boys, I’ve dropped the misters… it just sounds weird to me, but feel free to mentally insert it here on your own:), why do we do this? Why do we do this to ourselves and to others? Even if someone where to blame- why??
I am wondering how different we would approach changes- interruptions- hiccups in our life if we would ask ourselves, Why am I responding this way? What good does this really do? What am I hoping to get out of it? What good can I see even in this?
So today at 5:00 pm, we will make our second attempt at traveling to India.
Perhaps it was to simply learn this lesson.
Perhaps there is something bigger going on and for a reason I may not see with my eyes, my schedule needed to be rearranged.
Whatever the reason. Whomever was to blame.
I learned an important lesson today….
Let it roll. Let it roll off your back. Don’t sweat the small stuff. Look for the good.
Look for the good, dear sisters, it is always there.