Grace

Months ago I made a reservation for a flight to
Phoenix and ten days with Noah, my favorite grandson.
I decided to use this reservation even though it seems
an extravagant use of time in the midst of stuff.
When I got to the airport I was sent to another line.
The pre-screened line! How did this happen? Not sure.
It was like the old days when we could stay dressed!
Since I was using miles I opted for more leg room and
The seat next to mine remained empty. The show
outside my window constantly changed  and included
a very long sunset as we headed west. It was a lovely
five hours of solitude, reflection, anticipation.
Sweet, sweet, sweet.