But no, that wasn't the end.
Instead, it was the beginning of a beautiful day.
An elderly lady behind me approached the scene and payed for my luggage in a matter of seconds. I could barely speak, as I was still crying, but I kept thanking her.
She gave me a hug as she spoke to me in a soft voice:
It's okay. Things happened. If this would have happened to me, I would be glad if someone was there for me. Now let me ask you this; Do you believe in God?
The way she said was so powerful, it did not even sound like a question but something else, which i cannot describe.
She was like an angel to me. The fact that she turned my day around while spreading here faith was completely beautiful and like a miracle to me.
That is why I believe those unpredictable days (a.k.a err'day) to be taken in a different perspective. Although not every bad day is always fixed by others, we have the choice to fix someone else s.
Through all the flaws I made to call it a "bad day", it was still wonderful and beautiful day.
Happy ending? Yes. I made it to Kansas. I surprised my mom. (*Side thank you note to my friend Andrea and her mom for driving me). My luggage came...eventually. haha.
aiii pobrecita!!!! glad you made it there, it IS such a beatufiul mess!
ReplyDeleteThat's such a beautiful story that came out of such craziness. I'm so glad you made it there safely, and had help from an angel along the way.
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