Foil Blanket

‘Foil Blanket’

I experienced something I never wanted to experience……….. sleeping overnight in an airport!  I was at conference in Philadelphia and had a 9:30pm flight back in order to make it back for a luncheon in my mother’s name the next day at noon.  My flight kept kept getting delayed…..10:15pm, 10:45pm…..At 10:45pm it started storming….DEAR GOD, PLEASE DON’T LET ME MISS MY MOTHER’S LUNCHEON!!!  I asked the checkin folks if there was a flight in the morning I could take in case my flight was canceled.  Nope.  What about Indy or Cincy? None! By now I was nervous.  I pulled out my computer to see what came up.  I somehow found a flight to Indy that left out at 7:00am.  I booked it just in case. It’s now 12:30am and the monitor says my flight is delayed until 1:15am.  Delay means there is still a possibility.  I blink, look up again and in big red letters is says CANCELED!! Everyone hurries to reschedule their flight.  I’m 2nd in line and am told the first flight to SDF, Cincy or Indy is 9:30pm the next day.  What??  I half smiled, though, as I pulled out my online reservation for 1st thing in the morning.  (Phil, thanks for your help/advice from SDF)

The next plan of action was to find my spot to sleep.  I was given a small pillow and this aluminum foil type blanket.  I put my leg through the strap of my computer case, my arm through my purse strap, my hands held on to the carry-on bag and covered myself with the foil.  With each move, the cover crunched. As tired as I was, I didn’t sleep much.  My 7:00am flight was delayed due to different reasons and I arrived in Indy at 9:45am.  The Hertz rental car line had a long line of people and I watched each minute on the clock tick praying I’d make it back by noon. (I still had to stop by my house to change and get the awards) I became nervous and tears formed in my eyes.  I continued to pray to God to help me drive safely (but fast) back to Louisville…. and where there’s a will, there’s a way.  I walked into my mother’s luncheon at 12:10pm.  Better late than never. It was a wonderful turnout and a great luncheon.

There were a million and one reasons why I shouldn’t have made it to the luncheon.   I will admit that I did worry some, but I was persistent with a plan.    My faith definitely pulled me through.  Someone was definitely watching over me that day.

M.Y.  July 2007

Birthday 2007

“Birthday” 

 Thanks to everyone that came out skating Friday night to support charity.  We raised over $1000 for the organizations!! Look for “Skating Part II” on Friday, June 22 at Treo Roller Rink.

Thank you also to everyone that came to the “Lunch-n-Learn” luncheon at my office. This week I celebrated both death (my mother) and life (my birthday) and was unsure how I would handle it emotionally.  Luckily I was blessed to be surrounded by friends and also made some new ones.   I learned that giving back and bringing people together can be a very powerful thing. I was able to realize that we all have our struggles in life, but your faith will pull you through.

M.Y.  May 2007

Servant Song

“The Servant Song”

I was raised Episcopalian and went to the Maundy Thursday service at my home church.  We read the following scripture, “Now that I have washed your feet, you also should wash one another’s feet. I have set you an example that you should do as I have done for you. I tell you the truth, no servant is greater than his master, nor is a messenger greater than the one who sent him. Now that you know these things, you will be blessed if you do them.” Everyone was invited up to participate in the foot washing.  Nobody in my row moved, except me. Right before it was my turn “The Servant Song” started playing.  This is the same song that was played at my mother’s funeral.  She was a genuine servant.  I looked up and said a prayer to my mother.  I then sat down to have my feet washed and became a servant as well by washing the feet of the person behind me.  I have been blessed with many things and hope to help and give back to others along the way

M.Y. April 2007

Confession of Love

“Confession of Love”

“I know you’re trying to figure out what in the world possessed me to write this letter, right?  Well I’ve been sitting around for the past several weeks thinking of a number of things, number one of which has been me.  I guess you could say I’ve been taking a good hard look at myself.  The surprising thing that I’ve discovered about myself is that I’ve been a somewhat destructive individual over the past 29 years.  Destructive in the sense that I’ve always looked out for (me) – and as a result, I’ve hurt a number of individuals who have been very dear to me.  I’ve also discovered that I am in love with you.  I know that latter statement comes as a shock to you.  However, that was the manner in which it was intended.  I know you’re wondering why I’ve chosen this particular method and tell you this- it’s quite simple.

You see-I fear being rejected, so therefore if I start anew the pain may not be as great as it would if I were to go all out and try to win you over.  During the past several weeks I’ve been tempted to call you a number of times.  However, I always backed down.  This letter has been in the works for a number of weeks.  However, tonight I decided to go ahead and let you know how I felt.  I’ve shocked you once so let me do it again.  I would marry you tomorrow if you felt I was worthy of you.  I do not say this jokingly.  If you think back several years ago, I’m sure that you will discern that I never used the words ‘love’ or ‘marriage’ in any of our conversations, and in order for me to use these words has taken a great deal of soul searching on my part.  I know I’ve caused you to begin to think of yourself in the future.  I ask that you also think of me in the process. ” Love, Steve

*This is a love letter that I found in my house from my father to my mother written in 1971. They met in college while attending Tuskegee University (class of ’64).  They did not date during undergrad.  My mother went back several years after graduation to visit her younger brother who was a student at Tuskegee.  My father was over the dorms where my uncle lived and during a visit my parents became reacquainted and began a long distance relationship.  At the time the letter was written, my parents were not together, but my father realized he almost let a good thing get away!  Happy Valentine’s Day!!!

M.Y.  February 2008