Well this was an unbelievable week. I returned home from my trip to Colorado where I went to learn to ski at the great age of 46. Yes that is right age is never an excuse. We had the most amazing holiday.
The following day after we returned I received a phone call from my son, who had remained in Colorado to ski, saying that he was in the clinic and had a small skiing accident. Without giving details, he damaged and dislocated his shoulder and was at the clinic getting treatment.
His ski holiday had now been cut short and we would need to fly him to Orlando where his cousin is a physiotherapist and would ensure that he could have whatever treatment was necessary.
However her father was rushed in for surgery that day and she needed to be here in Trinidad to assist him.
My son was in excruciating pain and could not even entertain the ride to the clinic, far less traveling on a plane for hours. He is 6ft 3 inches and traveling on a plane is like packing him into a sardine can, more so with a damaged shoulder.
I decided to go ahead and make arrangements so that he would meet his cousin on her return to the US and they would carry on to Orlando. That took one and a half hours talking to an American Airlines Agent , who tried her best to make every single combination possible to get him from Denver to Orlando with his miles ticket, but there was nothing. No connections, 8 hour waits in the airport between connections. It was not happening. I hung up from the call totally exasperated, not knowing what to do next …………
Numerous phone calls in between calling my son, his cousin, trying to coordinate and come up with a plan, all this would be to no avail with no flight seats. I decided to let it go and call again the following day, but something told me to try again that night. So I called the toll free number, which is not toll free from Trinidad, wouldn’t you guess.
I got a gentleman this time and he began his search, tirelessly combining times, dates, flights, once again to no avail. He asked me if I could hold on a bit more he would try again to see if something came up. I told him go ahead and while he checked I would pray. He chuckled at me. As he put me on hold and it was all quite, I closed my eyes, exhaled and began having a conversation with both my mother (died 8 years) and my mother-in-law ( died almost 2 years this March). I felt a sense of calm come over me and I knew it would all be organized.
My conversation:
Okay Judy (my Mom) and Gaga( term of endearment given by grands to my mother-in-law) I need you to join forces and clear the American Airlines schedule for me. This is your grandson who is injured and needs the most comfortable, quickest and least traumatic flight to Orlando. I am placing him in both your hands please do what needs to be done.
Well no sooner had I finished sending the thoughts the gentleman returned to the call, I am very sorry I have tried every combination and there seems to be no way…..Oh! wow! Hold on! You won’t believe this! Something has just popped up in my window. I have a flight here that will get him from Denver to Dallas and with one hour switch direct to Orlando. He will be there by 1:15pm.
I just smiled and said I do believe it. I told him my only concern would be the hour connection in Dallas as I have been there already and the only way you make that connection is if you are totally healthy and have been in training for the marathon, as you need to run around the airport at top speed to catch your connections. He assured me there was a train, which I reminded him I can run faster than. He chuckled once again. I told him my son was injured and would need bulk head seats and assistance. He said perfect He would ensure that he got bulkhead seats on all of his flights plus the wheel chair assistance, so that would ensure he got his next flight out. “Do we book this he said?”
I said: “the heavens opened up and gave you two seats on a flight that had previously not existed “- I think so, this is his flight. The flight was also on the day that his cousin returned to the US and they would meet in the airport with one hour difference to continue on their trip.
I left the call feeling relieved, at peace, knowing that we are taken care of. I know in my heart that his grandmothers and angels got him what he needed and all I had to do was ask and it was given.
I know that love never dies and cannot keep us apart not even in death.
Today was Valentine’s Day and it was their way of letting us know that we are loved and watched over.
It is such a wonderful feeling when you can let go and trust that exactly what needs to be done will be done and will show up in the perfect way. When I let go of the planning, and the blocks, and just asked for the help and surrendered, it all just fell in to place perfectly.
My lesson - Love has no boundaries, ask and it will be given.
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