The Atlanta airport was filled with missionaries.  It did my heart good to see the sweet sisters and elders running around.  These two sisters had served in El Salvador mission  They hadn't been companions but got to see each other often during their mission and were glad that they got to go home together.  Sister Brittany Jones on the left was going home to Oklahoma.  And the other sweet Sister (who was busy doing her hair and make up when I ran into her) was going home to Utah.  They had to split ways in the Atlanta airport.  What a great example they are to me to share the gospel with others. 
I saw two other sets of companions walking through the airport - elders.  That will be Alex in less than a year!  Crazy to think about my little boy going wherever the Lord wants for two years.  I know he will be a great missionary.  I know that his life will be blessed for choosing to serve and share the gospel. 

 I had to fly Delta today.  It was so odd - I went to a different terminal in the airport.

 Look at this crazy mama.  Check out the glitter heels and the jumpsuit she was traveling in.  I don't normally get to see such style on Southwest

 I got a window seat - so that was a small blessing.  The delta flight (the first one) had a larger bathroom than my southwest planes, less leg room, blankets (Southwest stopped carrying them when the swine flu broke out), and no free wifi.  So I survived but it isn't something I want to do again soon.

The second flight I had was on a tiny plane.  I remember that was one thing that I don't miss about flying other airlines.  My small laptop roller wouldn't even fit on the plane. 

On my flight today from Phoenix, I met an interesting woman. I first noticed her husband getting a breakfast sandwich. Really cute old man. Then I saw the two of them together. Then I saw him leave again to get another breakfast sandwich for her. I saw the little heels that she was wearing and thought that was so cute. She is probably in her mid 70's. I thought to myself about how many women I know that are that age still wearing heels, especially when they travel.

Then when I was getting in line to board, she was standing by where I needed to be but didn't look like she really knew what she was doing. So, I asked her if she needed help. Indeed, she said she didn't know what to do. She laughed and said every time they learn what to do at the airport, the rules change. I explained to her how Southwest boards and where she needed to be. Her husband wasn't with her - I asked her where the cute man was that was with her - he was where they were supposed to be - I don't know how they got separated anyway.
She stayed by me for a bit longer and we chit chatted. She lives in Mesa 6 months of the year and Logan Utah the other 6 months. They used to winter in St George but their only son was retiring to Mesa and talked them into coming down to "The Valley of the Sun". 2 months after her son moved to Mesa, he and his wife got called to be the Mission President of Houston. She and her husband hadn't seen them for 18 months so they were traveling to Houston to visit them.
I told her about growing up in Houston and how my parents actually met in the Gulf States Mission, which used to encompass the whole state of Texas and bordering states. (Just to clarify, my parents were not even close to being romantically involved on their mission).
She was a sweet woman and it was fun to chat with her for a minute.

I hope that she and her husband have a great week in Houston.