No delays in the now

Gifts come in strange packages. We just have to be open to them. I missed my connecting flight from Denver to Birmingham. The Dallas connection didn’t happen by 1 minute.
So the 8 pm flight is the flight to catch. 4 hours. Okay…4 hours.
Wine, dinner, music, and people watching. A Sunday of watching the coming and going of life. But isn’t that really all there is? Once you let go of the schedule the day unfolds before you. Things I noticed: Everyone is rushing to get someplace else. But then you witness solitary moments of sweetness. Hugs good bye. Kindnesses of strangers. Children being in the moment of laughter or tears.
Moments. I know it sounds so trite. But trite or not…thst is all there is. So for 4 hours Dallas was home. The gift? There is no delay if you are in the now.