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We are back home. On Tuesday, we got up at 3:30 Alaska time and arrived in our house at 9:30 Texas time. Connections went well, but it was a long day — the last hour was 25 minutes late boarding, 23 minutes waiting in line to take off on the DFW runway, and 22 minutes of flight time from DFW to Abilene. While we were exhausted, we felt for the mom of a two year old who was laughing hysterically waiting to board, but crossed that threshold from laughing hysterically to crying hysterically about 5 minutes on the plane. We were picked up by my mom and step-dad, threw our luggage in the house, watered our nearly expired plants, and then rushed to the hospital to see Donna’s mom. All in all, the day began at 3:30 a.m. in Alaska and ended at 1:00 a.m. in Abilene (that’s bed-to-bed). We got up early to head back to the hospital and work and were informed the next day my step-dad would have a heart cath and stint on one of his arteries. So … we’ve been home 2 days, spent more time in hospitals than at home, gotten caught up on most of our stuff, and are glad to be home. Looks like life is back to normal!

BTW, everyone appears to be doing better after heart procedures, major back surgeries, and driving each other crazy in the hospital room. For a light-hearted look at air travel, our daughter’s blog has a bit more fun take on flying!

Alaska was beautiful, cool, and wonderful. It was a gift to Megan for her graduation from college and acceptance into physical therapy school. I’ll post some pics somewhere — flickr, google, facebook — when I get some sleep and get past Sunday!

Written by phil

June 27th, 2008 at 8:21 am

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  1. Galatians 6:9-10. Welcome back Phil. Praying that even through your lack of sleep that God blesses the socks off someone this Sunday at worship. It is through the cracks in our clay jars that often blesses the LOST. God allows light to beam brightly through those cracks. Have a blessed, wonderful weekend brother

    Jon

    27 Jun 08 at 12:45 pm

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