Serious Disappointment

For the last week I've been planning on everything I wanted to do while in Arizona. I've been planning on giving my dad plenty of "Elle time" so he can get to know her a little better and spoil her by taking her outside and walking around teaching her things for hours. (that's what my dad is known for with the littlest grand babies) Caleb and I have talked about taking my dad's jeep out and watching the sunset (one of our favorite things to do) and all kinds of little things that mean a lot to us. Bry and DJ have been beside themselves with plans of fun times with Momo & Papa and running around their 5 acres, which is any kids' dream place. So I spent Wednesday and Thursday doing laundry and packing. In addition to clothes, I packed my nephews' and brothers' and sister's Christmas gifts. I couldn't wait to get to AZ.
My brother gave us buddy passes and I knew that their was a risk involved but since we checked everything out online in advance, I thought FOR SURE we'd get there on schedule. WRONGO! Not only did we not get there on time, we didn't get there at all. After being bumped from 5 different flights and none really looking good for the next couple of days, we gave up at Philadelphia and decided to come back home. I felt like a kid because I actually had to walk away from the customer service desk so the lady wouldn't see me cry. The hardest part was calling my dad to tell him. I was weepy for the rest of the day. Then I got home, fell into bed and napped for awhile. I was seriously sleep deprived and emotionally drained. Now I'm feeling a little better but I have to admit, I'm still really sad. I guess it just wasn't meant to be this time around.