So, I'm in the waiting room right now...

Thank God for labtops, no? At least my dad, for mine.

I had forgotten how beautiful it is up here. Man! It really makes me hate Texas all over again... *throws tiny texas flag to the floor* Well, maybe not hate, per se, but I definitely miss everything up here; the trees, the farms, the accents, the pies!, EVERYTHING.

So, I've honestly been really worried.
Not semi-worried, but SERIOUSLY worried and nervous and concerned and whatever other synonyms you can add to that.
I haven't really shared that with anyone, because, well..., that's just how I am when it comes to my mom and stuff like this.

However

On the plane ride up here there was this girl that set in the window seat, so I sat next to her, with my mom in the aisle seat. She said "hi" when I was sitting down and pulled out a magazine to read. I thought she was around 14. When I got situated I looked over and noticed that the magazine she had was a Smallville magazine. We got to talking from there. Apparently Smallville and Roswell were her two favorite shows, she was a junior in highschool, and had gone to Plano, Texas to visit her cousin. She seemed pretty cool.

Last night as I lay there, trying to go to sleep after having prayed with my mom and dad, I thought and thought. Then I thought about how I shouldn't think. I remembered Pastor Lo along with so many other people telling me to think positive...

I burst out laughing.

My parents on the other bed asked me why I was laughing.

I told them what happened.

You see, not too long ago I had a conversation with Helena over flying. She mentioned how even though she knew and understood how flying was possible, that planes still weirded her out. How "it's still a giant metal tube flying in the air". So, as I rode on the plane I realized how right she actually was. And began to fear just a little. Not long after, the girl who I spoke with in the window seat, looked away from the window and back at me as we were nearing landing and said,
"You ever wonder how many people in here are imagining the plane catching fire and exploding or something?"
Panic struck me. I said,
"I don't think anyone really tries to think of that. I think everyone likes to keep thinking positively. ...like Peter Pan. As long as we have our 'happy thoughts', we'll keep flying." She giggled.

I laughed at the memory of that.

Of course!

It doesn't really matter what we think.
At the end of the flight what matter is the plane, physics, and the pilots.



So, I came to understand what trusting God is like...

Well I know you have many nutangers praying for your mom. Also the first time I got on a plane (which was like 2 years ago) My fiance' had to drag me onto it and when we started taking off I had this really bad panic attack and started hyperventilating and screaming we were all going to die..And it was a relatively small plane so I would say most of them were imagininng it lol! I cried all the way until it landed and all through waiting for the last plane (we had to have a transfer) and cried for the begining of it and then slept until we were over new york and it was so awesome from up there (I have pics)..But I still wont do it again lol
» lyndeep on 2007-05-30 01:28:01

Really?
ABQ is a nice town. I like it because the buildings aren't very tall. I just sent you a message and then looked and found your comment. FREAKY.
I hope the surgery goes well.

Like reindeer in the skyyyyyy... You can fly you can fly you can flyyyy.

P.S. Do you like Mexican food? Spicy Mexican food?
P.P.S. What is the name of your hometown?
» Sarah on 2007-06-01 02:49:17

Hows your mom doing?
» lyndeep on 2007-06-02 11:22:11

duuude. Don't mess with Texas, son.
Whenever I'm in a plane I always think about it crashing. I love flying. I look out the window: crashing into the lake? crashing into the mountain? ocean? Are we close enough to shore to make it swimming? Close enough to a town to make it hiking? If there were terrorists on the plane, what do I have on me that I could use to subdue them? But mostly it's good during take-off and landing. I locate my nearest exit and thinking about who I would save from the burning wreckage, whether it would be better to break my arm or leg, and in what circumstances I would disregard the safety card and take my laptop.
Doesn't everybody?

I hope your mom is doing well.
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