10:11 pm

Yesterday, after almost two weeks without my handsome husband, I made the trip to Boise to pick him up. Half way there, Justin called and said Dallas was receiving a major storm and the entire airport was shut down. It wouldn't have been a big deal, except he had a connecting flight in Salt Lake City. At the time, I thought we were safe because he had a two hour layover there.

Once I made it to the hotel in Boise, I called Justin to find out if he had even boarded. He had, but he wasn't counting on making his connecting flight. The tears started rolling as I realized I might be spending the night in my king size bed by myself, but worse was that Justin would be staying the night in SLC Airport. Both, alone and five hours apart.

I have really missed Justin this vacation and had longed to see him for days, so the two hours I had to wait was torturous. I kept checking the flight status. His first flight was scheduled to land at 10:10 pm, but the connecting flight was scheduled to depart at 10:00 pm. I knew it was hopeless and began to let the tears soak my pillow. At 10:11, my phone whistled with a text, "headed to Boise". My heart leaped as I realized I'd be able to wrap my arms around him in little over an hour. My simple little prayer was heard and I'm so grateful. I love you Justin, with all my heart!