When I checked in at O Hare with my three overweight checked bags I was expecting to pay. When I got up to he counter I was told my third bag's fee was waived. As I plopped each bag onto the scale they all read over the 50 pound limit. I explained to the agent that I was part of a much larger team traveling to New Guinea on a humanitarian medical mission trip. The three bags contained supplies, equipment and food - all of my clothes were in my carry on. She was sympathetic and waved me through. God goes before me was all I could think of. At the gate I encountered a young mom and her 3 yr old son traveling to California to visit family. I come to find out she lives not far from me and has completed medical school and applying for residency. We chatted until we boarded and said goodbye.
Upon my arrival at LAX, I was greeted by some of my team members that had already arrived by a wheelchair and black balloons! I graciously sat surrounded by the ebony orbs as I was escorted to my seat. Gotta love these guys or else I would have their heads.
We walked into Burger King and I see the young mom and her son I met at O Hare. We chatted more, introduced them to some of the team and we ended up exchanging contact information. God goes before me..
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