On my way to her funeral I got stuck in Detroit where it was -6 degrees. Yes, that's right, 6 degrees below zero! For someone who lives in Florida, where it was 80 when I left, -6 was pretty darn cold! I don't even know what it was with the windchill but it was cold and windy that day and I wasn't prepared for it emotionally and I didn't have the right clothes for that level of cold. We were on our way to Massachusetts so I was prepared for 30 degrees, little did I know that "changing planes in Detroit" would mean that my next 6 flights got cancelled! We did make the most of it though and enjoyed the snow for a very, very, very short amount of time but I was still really bummed I missed the wake. Then another 3 cancelled flights in the morning and I missed the funeral and as it turns out, the last chance to see my grandfather alive.
Luckily the adoption totally worked out with a different baby only one day later, which could only have been a God thing. Either way, it was a rough start to the year and I was glad for January to be over!