It seems like most of my life I have been told that I must have a plan. A guideline of sort. I'm happy to report that I never really came up with one. It use to really bother me 5 year plan, 10 year plan... what are you doing with your life... I finally figured it out. 34 years & 9 months... My plan is to live. You might be surprised at how much people don't. It's not always easy. You make people nervous...
Today I was standing at the airport in OKC, OK preparing to check on to a flight back to Nashville when I asked the agent... Got anything flying into St. Louis? He said NO. He said that's it what you have in your hand and I repeated... No sir, not nashville. Do you have anything into St. Louis? He looked like I was taking away his birthday... ma'am there are no more flights to... and I looked him in the eyes... he finally made eye contact with me and typed something into the computer. There is a flight leaving at 4:30 it's been delayed. I'll take it. I dialed my cell phone and on the other end my daddy answered the phone in his familer 'hello" Dad I'll be landing at 6:00pm in St. Louis. "good deal he said I'm on my way." An hour and thirty minutes later I was hugging my dad and eating a great meal at O'Charley's.
Finding happiness is easy if you follow your heart. Dig deep and see what is you really need at that momment. The key here is just that what you need, not everyone else, just you. For me it was hug from my dad turns out it's just what he needed as well. :-)
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