….Another amazing day. It started at 4:45AM as we had to head south to Savannah for what has been the 8th trip in 4 days (more on that later), but a simple 1 + hour drive through the SC and Georgia “low country.”

People are stranded everywhere…small airports, large airports. I know you all are filled in up in CT, even snow in Atlanta, Charlotte and Charleston. Pat and I walked our beach an hour south on Saturday, 72 degrees, down 5 from the day before (her 50th birthday).

People are so angry, tired, frustrated…the market is under 7000, their home values an average 21% under a year ago, pension funds drying up, and no flights or hotels.

The flight attendant just crushed by and after maybe 200 flights a year, CRASHED the overheads down as if to scream “And you think YOUR day sucks!” (As if she runs the airline from her flight pin.)

The woman in the seat next to me just made it as well. She has a sick mom (assume 80’s). She is on the phone with a social worker, and her hands temble as if she has altzheimers (early).

The boss wrote back as you know, and did as well on other “business” items. All messages were clear: “I concur. So you all figure out how to make it work.” Meaning, I like the fact Gary gets us to the goal line, but not sure who calls the next play, but I’m with you as long as it works. So, I remain confused.

The others, silent. Puppets in a rather amazing dance. (How did I go from my neighbor to work?)

Well, doors will now close. I’m bushed and it is 10AM East. Last check, 30+ emails mostly from sales wanting to know if I will call an account ( a national account, hospital system) and tell them the key for engaging nurses in a healthy dialog.

Maybe I missed it as a Christian. Maybe I am in Hell. Except I’m going home and I love my wife who I left behind. And I have you two. So, maybe this IS heaven?