Monday, March 26, 2012

At the speed of Flight Aware

The other day I had to pick A up at the airport in the evening. It wasn't too late, but late enough that if I put the kids to bed I would have had to rouse them for the trip. The combo of knowing I had to get up early the next morning and excitement that he was coming home sent me into overload. As I was incessantly hitting the refresh button on Flight Aware to see how far out he was I realized that I needed to step back for a minute and take a breather. Really, hitting the refresh button wasn't going to make his flight go any faster. Then my thoughts started wandering, wondering, and wishing that there were a Flight Aware tracker for the rest of my life. When am I going to get off this leg and onto the next? How many more legs are left in this journey? Will there be more turbulence? I hate not knowing what is in store.

In the meantime, everything just rolls along. I work and come home and work and play Supermom. A works and comes home and works and does chores. The boys continue to grow. Kidzilla will be 10 at the end of the week. It is amazing to me to reflect back on all the changes, in both him and me, in the last 10 years. It's already summer here again- but the nice part, before the heat and humidity set in. It's like everything is on autopilot and we are just following the vectors we are given.


Sandy said...

I know how you feel. It does get better though. Hang in there.

V and A said...

I'm glad I'm not the only one who stalks the Flight Aware site :)

Cessna 140 For Sale said...

I salute you for being a SuperMom to your two kids. I don't know how hard it is to be the Mom and Dad of the kids most of the time but I know it's really hard. Being a pilot's wife is quite challenging.