Miami visit - the flight

I don't know what all the airport fuss was about. I didn't notice any difference going through airport security other than it was smoother than ever.

I hated to leave Lu alone with Uncle Ted to deal with. But I told her that we'll be connected in spirit. And that I planned to have a great time even while worried about her, and told her to have a great time healing while I'm gone, and she agreed.

On the cab ride to the airport I felt so in love and wondered why? There isn't a soul in my life that I'm in love with. But all the love I ever had is still inside me. All of it. Not lost. Not dead Not gone away.

For the first time in my life, nothing is wrong with me.

I ordered my favorite drink on the plane bloody mary mix. The steward (excuse me, "flight attendant") was an adorable gray-haired gent. I asked him hesitantly (because this was a very old plane, and things were a little weird on it) if he had any bloody mary mix. He said yes. I asked if he had lime wedges? Yes. "We also have vodka," he said. I responded, "oh, I don't want to pay for it, automatically before I really thought about it. It suddenly occurred to me, hey, I'm an adult. I can order a drink on a plane. I can splurge for once! He placed the vodka next to my drink and said "Well, today you don't have to." Okie dokie, then! I would say "I'm back!" but actually, I've never been here before. I like it here!