Waiting....

It is 8:30 am on Sunday morning and I am at the airport in Portland. I made it through security and am waiting at the gate. My flight is suppose to leave on time-9:15, guess we will see. Maggie will pick me up at the airport around 10:30 in Philly. My class begins this afternoon at 4- I am nervous but excited at the same time. I always think about who I will meet both for classmates and survivors and what they will add to my learning experience I am also thinking about what I will have to add to someone else's as well. They are beginning to board the plane- guess I will get ready, did I mention I hate to fly???