I am glad I was there

Last night I had to pick Mike up at the airport - his flight was delayed in Houston because of weather...I was not terribly excited about waiting up and having to go get at 11:45 on a school night...
but after I sat in the car waiting and waiting and waiting I realized I was glad I was there. I got to see a very sweet thing...
There was a soldier on the plane with Mike that came out first and waiting behind our car was a young woman meeting him. They hugged and hugged- she would cradle his face in her hands for a few seconds like she was drinking him in and then hug him all over again. They just could not let go of each other. I don't know where he had been or how long they had been apart but that was the sweetest reunion! I was privileged to see it out of my car window!
It made me feel bad that I didn't want to pick Mike up and wished he would take a taxi....

Today I spent a couple of hours with a kid who has a very different family life than we do. My heart just hurt for her family. I am always reminded that our family is so blessed...
I mention this only because we are having some family stress again because of Mike's job. Also, my sister's job is an uncertain now. I feel the weight of this -but then listen to a story like that sweet child's and realize how truly blessed we are. How no matter what stress we are facing, at least we are doing it with the support of each other and God. He has used some unusual things to remind me of that the last couple of days and I have appreciated them.

(if only I could convince the 12 year old that 7th grade girl issues are not the end of the world)

Oh, and way off subject... what will happen now that 12 year old Ben is dead in the past on Lost....I'm so confused and I still hate time travel.