The little plane is buffeted about.... Another moment of awe and thanksgiving for the gift of flight. Thankful for all the elements that go into getting us off the ground and back again. So many things have to go right, people doing their daily job, each a part of the big pictures.q waiting at Heathrow in a security pause, made me think how at rusting we have to be - or we would never leave home for fear!
Today I am most grateful for the security, the gift of being able to walk the miles to our gate, the gift of being able to find my own way.
Onward to Lisbon, now trusting the transport to Fatima will appeare now that we are an hour late. Trust, again!
Kim, Betty-Anne, Margaret Ann, Velma should be there by now flying intomHeathrow early.
The adventure begins...
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