Home » Uncategorized » 4:30am wake-up call

4:30am wake-up call

The buzzer went off at 4am but my subconscious self told my hand to do whatever it could to “make it stop.” My hand slapped the top of my alarm clock 3 times, before my brain was able to actually wake my body up! I was supposed to be in the car on the way to the airport at 4:30 am. When my eyes finally opened and made sense of it all, I stumbled into the guest room, and told Mom what time it was. She was sound asleep but the second time I said it, she jumped out of bed with a bolt. We were in the car by 4:50 and at the airport by 5:10am. The bright side: not a fun time to wake up on a Sunday (especially when you fall asleep at 1:30am) but a terrific time to drive anyone to Vancouver Intl.

sis-em.jpg

I helped her check in, walked her to customs and gave her a good-bye hug. The last thing she said to me was “call and buy your dress.” oooh… She still has to have the last word after all these years. And then she turned and walked through duty free. I yelled “Mom” one more time but she couldn’t hear me. I put my hood up on my purple Lu-lu and headed for the parking lot. When I closed the car door behind me, I let my shoulders fall along with a few good tears.

Thanks for always being there, Mom. I don’t think I could have made it through this past month without your help. Love you.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s