Travel vagaries

We’re right in the middle of Camp Bloch, our annual women-and-children-only family gathering. I got a special dispensation to visit for a day or so, so I flew down to Shreveport with Arlene and Matthew, then headed back to SHV to catch a flight from there to Houston to Seattle. Originally, I was on a 5pm flight that would get me to Seattle about midnight PDT; I booked it so I could spend today with my grandfather, who was going to come to camp today. he came yesterday, though, so I decided to hop an earlier flight. Long story short, thanks to weather in Texas, my airplane couldn’t leave Beaumont; therefore, it didn’t make it to Houston, therefore it didn’t get to Shreveport. Accordingly, I’ve gotten to spend some extra time at SHV waiting for my original 5pm flight. Apart from the obligatory TV (which, in this case, is broadcasting reruns of Roseanne, perhaps my most-hated TV show of all time) and the hard seats, the waiting has been productive. Thanks to my new phone I’ve been able to get some work done. I’ll post a fuller review in a week or so once the MGB excitement is done.
I tried really hard to find a spiritual angle on this, but apart from being thankful that I don’t have to drive to Seattle, I’m drawing a blank. Actually, when I think about it, I am thankful that I got to spend some unexpected family time with my grandparents, who are getting up there in the age department. I spent a good time with my wife and sons, my mom, two aunts, and some cousins, and I ate some good food. In years past, I’d have been stuck at home eating canned beans, so this is a pretty good deal.