There were so many preparations and I was so excited to be leaving for Brazil but when it came to the day that I was supposed to leave, I wasn’t ready and I didn’t go. As most of you know, I did end up leaving the following day but only a few knew the complete story until now.
I had a wonderful time the night before I was supposed to leave when I had dinner with my friends pictured above (I forgot to take a picture before several people left) at Blue Agave Mexican Bar & Grill in Greensboro, NC. I came home and had quite a lot of things that I needed to get done before my flight so I allowed myself two hours of sleep and thought I would just relax a little after moving out of my apartment and finishing my errands.
Unfortunately, I misjudged how long it would take me to finish although I’ve moved a lot in the last 10 years. I thought I would be finished by noon but I wasn’t even close so I asked my mother if she could come up a little earlier to help since I was doing this part myself. With her help, I got far but I still wasn’t where I needed to be. I have a very hard time asking anybody besides my mother for help and it was such a blessing when my friend Fola called and asked if I needed anything because I was beyond overwhelmed at that point.
With my mother and my friend’s help, we got a lot completed but before I knew it, it was time to head to the airport…but we still weren’t finished. Fola committed to finishing up which I am forever grateful for.
We left later than planned but I still could make it…until my mother got lost. Unfortunately, I’m not that familiar with Winston-Salem even though I had lived there for the past year and a half. I did find her but at that point, our nerves were torn up, her neck was bothering her and it was about 45 minutes after I had originally wanted to leave.
We finally made it to the airport but so many emotions were happening at the same time that it was just too much for me. I only managed to go to 1 of 5 places and do the errands that I wanted to get done before leaving. I wanted my father at the airport but he wasn’t able to make it. I was still carrying the stress of everything that happened that day. And it simply felt like nothing was going the way I had hoped.
I felt so much better when I turned around and saw several people from church who came out to send me off. It truly touched me that they were part of such an important moment in my life as well as the many others who have supported me since the beginning of this journey.
I went inside to check into my flight which was thankfully delayed with all the craziness the day had brought. My information wasn’t coming up when I tried checking in. At that point, all I could do was laugh. It finally worked so I chatted, said my final goodbyes and headed to my gate.
The time was quickly passing and before you knew it, I was going to miss my connecting flight and my first flight hadn’t even boarded yet. United rebooked my flight for the following day, put me up in the Marriott and gave me a breakfast voucher.
My delayed flight turned into such a blessing because when I look at how I was feeling, I wasn’t ready. As I was driving to the airport, the only reason why I chose to keep pushing forward was because of all the people who believed I was capable and supported me since I didn’t feel capable in that moment. I’m such an imperfect person but God is working on me and through me and he can do the same for you too!