I called Ginger to wake her up this morning and to tell her the morning flight that was going to bring her home was delayed at best. By the time I was ready to go to work and she was ready to go to the hospital, we knew the flight was cancelled. She went to the Birmingham airport to sort it out and let me know later she had gotten on a 6 pm flight that would get her to Providence at 10:55. As I was leaving work this evening, she was going through security in Birmingham. He plane for Baltimore took off before I got home and had a chance to check the connecting flight.
It was cancelled.
Ginger will call in a few minutes to let me know she is spending the night in Baltimore and to tell me what time to meet her in Providence in the morning. We gave it our best shot. For us, Valentine’s Day will be February 15.
She’s closer to home and I’m glad. I’m glad most of all because I’m home. Now I’ve got to go find my Billy Joel CD.
when you look into my eyes
and you see the crazy gypsy in my soul
it always comes as a surprise
when I feel my withered roots begin to growwell I never had a place that
I could call my very own
but that’s all right my love
‘cause you’re my home
when you touch my weary head
and you tell me everything will be all right.
you say use my body for your bed
and my love will keep you warm throughout the night.
well I’ll never be a stranger
and I’ll never be alone
wherever we’re together
that’s my home.
home could be the Pennsylvania turnpike
Indiana’s early morning dew
high up in the hills of California
home is just another word for you
well I never had a place
that I could call my very own
but that’s all right my love
’cause you’re my home
if I travel all my life
and I never get stop and settle down
long as I have you by my side
there’s a roof above and good walls all around
you’re my castle, you’re my cabin
and my instant pleasure dome.
I need you in my house
‘cause you’re my home
Peace,
Milton
Milton, I was sorry to hear about Ginger being stuck in Baltimore tonight and I hope your valentines tomorrow is all the more special because it got unexpectedly delayed. We’re glad to hear about Ruben tho – and will keep him in our prayers.
Thanks for checking on me. Things did go well at immigration – the entire tale, which I’ve finally gotten around to posting, is finally up (in all it’s ridiculously detailed glory) but the gist of it is basically that God turned this hill we were both dreading into something really very reaffirming.
The view coming down the other side is looking so much nicer than the view going up tho… let me tell ya! *grin* Shalom, Allie