I'm telling you, our mother has magical powers. After dropping us off at the airport in Boston we boarded our flight, actually almost missed it (blame it on the martini), and set off for Uganda. The first leg of our trip had us crossing the Atlantic to Amsterdam. On our flight they sold bracelets to benefit a foundation created in memory of a flight attendant who had recently lost her five year battle with breast cancer. We decided to buy a bracelet, for good foundation Karma and also as a tribute to our dear friend, Mrs. Esterlene Jacks who passed away last year after an over 20 yr breast cancer battle. She was a fierce advocate for patient support as well as an American Airlines flight attendant for 35 years.
(here's the link if you want to buy a bracelet to support the flight attendants. The money goes to cancer research, education and patient support www.friendsofmel.org).
The flight attendant who sold us the bracelet was the kind you dream of having on an international flight, just too funy! When Ssanyu asked her what her name was she pointed to her bronze winged pin with a smile, "Sheila." Well, we almost fell out of our seats...that's our mom's name. Then to top it off when we landed she gave us a huge bag full of first class yummys so that we wouldn't have to spend money during our layover.
You know, sometimes things happen that remind you that you are on the right path...While unpacking once we reached Uganda I found a note stuffed in my napsack from our mom that read "I am always with you."
A special thank you to our winged angels, flight attendant Sheila (pictured with us here) and our mom (who flew for Pan Am for years when we were young) and to our heavenly angel for the momentum that comes from serendiptous encounters.
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