08.04Waiting Expectantly
At long last, the day is here. We’re here in Atlanta at Will’s house and the preparations have come to an end. We checked with Delta this morning to investigate the availability of this afternoon’s flight—for us standby folks, it’s not looking so hot. Perhaps we’ll fly out today, or maybe we’ll just wait until tomorrow when seats might be more plentiful?
I remarked to Nate the other day, these last few days of the homestretch feel like what having a baby must feel like: nine+ months of planning, now expectantly awaiting, the knowledge that we’re about to experience a huge adjustment and that life will be completely different this time next week—but without a clear vision of what it will be like. My brother pointed out, too, that the flying stand-by part is just like what expectant parents must feel regarding delivery. Will it come today? Will it be tomorrow? We have no say in the matter.
Either way, the timing is in His hands and because of that, we’re excited.
