Consolation for a getaway that didn’t happen


A few days ago, I was sitting very still in the din of an airport terminal, surrounded by a throng of disappointed travelers, while my son slept on my lap still clutching the remnants of his peanut butter sandwich in his little hands.

We had been in airports for almost two full days, and after many delays and cancellations had finally given up hope for our beach vacation, and now were just desperate for a chance to go home.

The faces surrounding me were painted with tears of grief and frustration, their voices cracked with exhaustion, their heads were held low — nobody would be getting the holiday they

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