May 29, 2008. A red eye to Boston. I’m in the middle of a tough time. Things aren’t going as well as I hope. I’m in my head and there is some scary music going on in there…like jaws or something.
I am teaching at 11am the next morning. I fly all night.. arrive in the AM.. shower and teach a class. I sit down in my warm and cozy business class seat and order a glass of Merlot. (A girl has gotta sleep you know.)
THe attendant let’s me know they only have Cab and proceeds to take great care of me that night… as I doze off.
I teach my class. It is amazing. One gentleman in the class really goes all out and changes my perspective. It was groovy.
I race to the airport to take the night flight back home. I had a couple of exchanges with some people that were not nice – I remember thinking in my head as I got on the plane, I just need someone to be nice to me. The scary music was there again. I was feeling a wee bit pathetic and alone.
As I board the plane I see the same flight attendant from the night before – this time I am in coach. I say hello. We laugh about no sleep etc.
The fight has just taken off – the flight attendant from first class sneaks over to me in coach, Shari, and hands me a glass of “Merlot honey, we have it tonight” and sneaks her way back up to her cabin. I just can’t believe it. How freaking sweet is that. I say thank you in such a lame way as I am so shocked.
I’m thinking about it . Wow. First, how did she remember me. Second, how did she remember the wine I wanted. and Third, I can’t believe she snuck back into coach to give me a glass of wine before all the serving happened. So incredibly sweet.
I write her a note and ask my flight attendant to give it to her. Shari came back and we teared up as we told each other about our lives and doing good work. It was beautiful.
Julie, the flight attendant in my cabin, comes by later to give me a split of special french wine they have. It is delicious. She tells me I deserve it and she will do whatever she can to make my flight great. I spend some time laughing with the women on the plane serving our drinks on how much they are spoiling me.. giving me that bottle like that.
It really was sweet. We never know when the next person we run across is going to simply make our day. We just never do.
It is kind of like that video above…. we just don’t know.
Thank you Shari and Julie. You were there for me when I really need a pat on the head. 🙂