this all started Monday.
my boss came in Monday Morning with one red, swollen eyeball. it made me gasp.
and i'm not a gasper.
but he wouldn't go to the doctor. 'it's allergies,' he said.
allergies my left foot. i have allergies. my eye doesn't look like that when i get an allergy attack.
i gave him my bottle of allergy eye drops. believe me, i don't want that back. it's pinkeye, i tell him.
no, he says. allergies.
allergic to the doctor, i think.
same uggy looking eye.
same stubborn man.
enter our department manager. who sends him home. go to the doctor, she says. people will complain.
um, hello?! i've been complaining.
thank heavens, he went to the urgent care. guess what? it was allergies.
that would be pinkeye. p-i-n-k-e-y-e.
so because he was gone for the day, i didn't get to leave work early enough.
i missed my flight to Reno.
so as i stood there rebooking my ticket and crying, a very sweet woman came up to me and said 'is it going better?"
no it's not, i missed my flight and it's been horrible at work and at home...sob, boo hoo, waaaah.
'honey,' she said, putting her arm around me. 'there's a reason you're not supposed to be on that plane.'
that shut me up.
'seriously.' she says. 'it doesn't mean that the plane is going down, but there is a reason you were to miss this flight. everything happens for a reason. you just remember that.'
that woman was my angel yesterday. i really believe God sent her to me just to keep me on track and remind me that even though i want to believe it's all about me, there really is a Bigger Picture out there, and i lose sight of that.
i'm constantly telling Brendan that things happen for a reason. i can't explain the reasons but there is a reason and everything works the way it's supposed to. so, no, there was no plane crash last night.
but i'll never know the reason why i wasn't to make that flight.
thanks NiceDeltaLady. you put me back in perspective.