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Leap: Holiday Flight Delays Lead to Enlightenment and Gratitude

194006696417450729_dbovQ3tr_cI was in the airport security line yesterday for my return flight home that was delayed by 3 hours. The line was moving at a snail’s pace when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

“Is it okay for everyone to go through those fancy 360 degree body scanners?” a woman asked me.

“I know that if you have a pacemaker or oxygen tank, you should avoid the machine.”

“I have end stage liver disease. Is it safe for me? I hate to ask because I don’t like anyone to know I’m sick.” Without hesitation, I tossed up a silent prayer for this woman while feeling like a jerk for worrying about my travel delays.

She went on to tell me that she was flying to New England to go to Yale University Hospital. She needed to have her levels checked to see how high up on the liver donation list she could be. She has a grandson who is 10. Her name is Camille.

And here’s the real kicker: she looked as healthy as can be. I wouldn’t have guessed she even had a case of the sniffles much less end stage liver disease.

“I will make sure to say a prayer for you. It’s a wonderful hospital,” I assured her. “You will get incredible care there.”

“Thank you so much. You have a happy new year,” she said with a smile and we parted ways.

Nothing like a dose of someone else’s reality to push my worries to the periphery and make me abundantly grateful for all the blessings in my life. On the flight home I said a few prayers for Camille, and a few thank you’s to the Universe for once again letting me know that I am one lucky duck. Far luckier than most, and I won’t forget it nor take it for granted.

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