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I thought airports were dead in the pandemic?
I was standing in the terminal sweating…
As I watched them pull the boarding gate away and close the plane door…
And all I could think was this one dang thought.
“If I had just been LITERALLY sixty seconds faster.”
Knowing you just missed your flight is one thing.
But knowing you just missed your flight to go home after being away for 8 months, overseas, by one darn minute is quite another.
The days, hours, and then minutes leading up to that day, that flight, we’re filled with anticipation, butterflies in the gut, and just an overall feeling of giddiness a person gets knowing they get to be home for Christmas.
The story leading up to that moment is pretty standard.
There wasn’t an issue with hot water in the hotel…
No delayed check out issues…
The gate wasn’t changed at the last minute…
Nope.
None of that.
It actually started while I was sitting on the previous connecting flight.
It was that flight that was delayed forty-five minutes due to snow first. Then it was de-icing the wings, then it was the…
