8:56 AM- Try to check in for my flight to NYC to see Sesh* because I forgot to check in last night
8:57 AM- Read that my flight to NYC today is DEPARTING FROM RALEIGH...er WHAT?!?!?!?! NO!! HOW did this possibly happen?! Then I curse google chrome.
9:10 AM- Call Sesh. She screens. I hate that. But she's legit in a meeting.
9:11 AM- Call home. Lecture from brother. Hang up.
9:15 AM- Call Dad. Sympathy. Much appreciated. Find out they're going to the mountains that afternoon.
11:02 AM- Finally talk to Sesh. I have never been so disappointed. I still owe you a trip to NYC for a big weekend, but another time. Her thought: "Maybe this weekend just wasn't supposed to happen. Maybe the plane was going to crash, or maybe something more was meant for us this weekend." Profound and optimistic and kind.
2:53 PM- After getting my life together after the catastrophe of a weekend, I salvage and call my brother. I'll meet you in Asheville. Don't tell Mom & Dad.
9:15 PM- The surprise was classic. I thought my Dad was going to have a heart attack.
Saturday-Sunday: Peak color season in Asheville. Carolina blue skies. Perfect temperature. Just got home. My brother really considered stealing my dog. I don't blame him. She's amazing.
*Sesh, in addition to being my BFF from home, is the most wonderfully understanding, supportive, and ever-present friend I could ask for. She wasn't even mad at me, which made me feel like I had disappointed her that much more.
Mom reminded me that I was away from my family for the longest amount of time since I was born. I think Seshie was right, something more was meant for me this weekend.
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