Chance Meeting
Today was eye opening. I fly to Alabama to meet up with my BP sisters. Along this journey I met a woman who reminded me so much of my mother and grandmother. Her name was Sherrie. She was traveling from Richmond to Tallahassee for a weekend wedding. She like me is not a fan of flying. Our chance meeting came early this morning when she asked me about her baggage prepay to setting next to each other from Richmond to Charlotte. We had so much common. She sold jewelry years ago, her son lives in Staunton and works for Capital One and list went on and on. Her biggest worry was getting to her next gate. We landed in terminal C and had to make it to E. We were late leaving Richmond by 30 minutes and delayed once again getting off the plane. Time was ticking for both of us to meet our connecting flight. We got off the plane and headed to the terminal E. It was crowded and no one was letting us move. I told her if we got separated just keeping