What a trip

It has been a while since I have posted…many times it has crossed my mind to post about an organization project or something I have made, or something we are doing in school…but beeing a crazy busy mom of 4, none seemed worth my time to take to blog…but this does…this is a God thing…I will give some back history first for those that do not know…

I am second from the left…Tami is just above me…this is our JV B-ball cheer squad 10th grade…

Last March as my husband and I lay in bed looking at face book on his lap top surrounded by boxes getting ready to move, I saw a status update from a friend…that she missed someone so much…initially I thought he dog had passed away, but upon further reading I found out it was a much greater lost…her husband had passed that day while serving over seas…I could not believe, and honestly there are day I still have trouble believing it…

This is my second son Patrick and her first son...we were driving through where she and Dee were stationed on our way to LA so met up for lunch...

This is my second son Patrick and her first son…we were driving through where she and Dee were stationed on our way to LA so met up for lunch…

My friend and I and her husband all went to high school together…We were not that close…she and I cheered together one season and I honestly barely knew her husband…but when we reconnected about 4.5  years ago, a friendship blossomed…we had lunch dates as we were moving to Louisiana and then twice as she was driving through…when Alex was deployed and I was having a hard time she would message me…I knew that I had to be at his funneral…if not for him, but for her…I would not have been able to live with myself if I had not made it…so thanks to my in-laws help…another high school friend of ours and I went…it was one of the hardest days of my life…to see my 32 year old friend a widow, grieving for her husband…their children 4 and 2…very close in age to my PAtrick and Robert…now with their Daddy in heaven…the wailing of their Grandmother, his mom…it just tore my heart in two…it still ditive always will, or something is really wrong…I remember when the missing man formation flew over…that will nethat day it was a symbol…from that moment on it was Dee…It was raining during the fed the sun came out and the skies cleared…

Dee being carried into the funneral...he was burried with full military honors...

Dee being carried into the funneral…he was burried with full military honors…

Over the past year I would text Tami and mes prayed for her a lot and talked to God a lot about it…I knew since last year that I needed to be with Tami this year…so I asked her if she would like for me to come visit…and when our tax return came in I got my ticket and Mikey and I made the trip…

Now being an Air Force brat and Wife I have flown a lot, but none the less, I still get nervous…I tend to run into a lot of issues when travelling…it is just stresfull for me…I usually have a lot of delays…long security lines…things just always seem to get messed up…

I was finally all packed Tues…with half dirty clothes…but packed none the less…even with taking Mikey, I had the fewest carry-on bags I ever had…and I somehow managed to not even need all I packed…My husband and kids took us to the airport…because I had already “checked-in”  as Alex was getting MIkey into the stroller, I already had my luggage checked in and heading to the plain curb side…we did have to go inside to get MIkey added as an “infant in arms” on my ticket, but that was quick and painless…I got to security and there was one person in front of me…last time Alex and I flew out, the AF failed to pay for his ticket, the TSA line was insane and we actually missed our flight and got on another that ended up with a 4 hour delay on top of the original 4 hour layover (see, traveling and I don’t mix)…I did forget to pull Mikey’s bottle and the juices out of my bags…but the TSA agent just went and tested them while I got Mikey settled back in the stroller…by time I was done, she was done…so off we went to our gate…because things went so smoothly we had 2 hours to kill…I went up to the counter and requested a seat change so that I could have space since I knew the flight wasn’t full…it was quite empty actually…the gentleman was very nice…

The flight attendants we very nice and understanding to my wiggle worm 13 month old…we got to Detroit and wiggle warm fell asleep as we walked to our gate…we ended up slightly delayed because we were waiting for half of our crew…we were on a very full flight, so no empty seats…and the plane had to be deiced…once again the flight attendants were great…they let me walk up and down the asile a LOT and when I went to order a snack box the flight attendant said it was on her because I was working so hard…they did not mind me sitting cross legged on the floor half in and half out of the row (aisle seat thanks to other passengers switching with me) so that Mikey was more content in the seat…Mikey did soil his pants and had to go pant less the rest of the way until we got our luggage since I forgot to pack a change of clothes…we got into Salt Lake City about 40 minutes before my flight…so I am walking to my gate talking with my older three when I realized I left my USAFA sweat shirt on the plane…so I rush back to get it (my gates weren’t that close)…the Delta agent gets it for me as another agent checks my flight just to make sure I wasn’t going to miss it…I get my shirt and rush to my gate…I am one of the last ones on, but still with time…Another painless flight into Boise…I got our luggage, got him changed into his PJ’s and then Tami picked me up for the drive to her house…

I just realized how long this is getting so am going to stop for now and chat about some high lights of my trip and my flight home (which was an even better experience than going out there…I will also add photos to this one…but I need to go stuff and hide some Easter eggs…)  to be continued…hopefully tomorrow…