Im somewhere over Copenhagen now. The flight from Dubai to Houston kind of curves north, whereas the flight from Dubai to San Francisco goes directly over the North Pole. So no spotting Santa on this trip. What is strange that the flight from Dubai to either San Francisco or Houston is the same length at 17 hours. That is really weird for me to comprehend. Im so excited to get to see my boys. I was looking through some old pictures of when they were younger. I try not to do that too much as it just makes me melancholy, but seeing them tomorrow/today makes the anticipation build. I would have loved to have seen them a little longer, but X refused to grant me additional time. She really is locked into that decree. That is the only measure where she still can control me or try to control.
My flight left Bahrain at 3:50 AM, my friend Moody was kind of to drive me to the airport at 2:00 AM. Another nice thing about Bahrain, even on an international flight, it takes you all of 20 minutes (tops) to check in. Eid Al Adha is right around the corner so there are a lot of Muslim pilgrims headed to Mecca for the Haj. The Haj (Now muslim readers please correct me if Im wrong in the comment section) is a trip to Mecca where the pilgrims walk around the mosque seven times. I think its seven. I don’t have Internet access up here so I can’t double check my facts. The mosque in Mecca is absolutely massive. Its quite a sight to see all the millions of pilrims that descend upon it. So at the Bahrain airport there were hundreds of Pilgrims waiting for the flights to Mecca. Most we dressed in the national dress (thobe and gutra) and almost all the ladies were in their abayas with full veils. Since Haj is an extremely religious event, most of the women that wear Abayas do so for religious purposes. My co-worker Tanya really doesn’t like the Abayas with the full veil. She calls them ninjas…which is kind of funny.
I had a three hour layover in Dubai. Thankfully I’ve flown enough I could get access to the Business Class lounge. This is a gorgeous lounge. I was chatting with my friend Ms. Florida and I told her being in the lounge made me feel rich.
Im a little bit sad that I do only have nine days to spend with the boys. Well its not even nine. Ex (according to the decree) is making me give them back on Sunday night, then I can pick them up again on Wed. for Thanksgiving break. She requested some special time with the kids at Christmas during my visitation. Even though its not in the decree, I gladly obliged. So I wanted to trade my time at Christmas for extended time to visit at Thanksgiving, she predictably said No. So I’m going to allow her to keep the kids during Christmas anyway so it won’t impede upon her special time that she requested. I could say no and put a big fight, but what good will that do by the end of the day? The golden rule, do unto others as you would have them do unto you. It’s not do unto others how they treated you then retaliate. So Im really trying to be self-less in the situation. The more conflict there is the stress and tension fall upon the children. So Im choosing not to fight during this season. I have plenty of friends/family/readers of this blog that encourage me to take up this battle in the courtroom, but its not the right thing to do at this moment. I even had a few people offer to contribute to a legal fund which I politely declined. Since I’ve been in Bahrain, really since the past three years since my divorce, I’ve had an over-riding peace that I have been doing the right thing and acting in a responsible manner. I know when I veer off of God’s plan that peace goes away. But I know Im doing and living exactly how God would want me to live during this season. There is extreme confidence in that. Right now we are flying over a place called Goteborg and Kristiansand, not I’m a global traveler and I’ve never heard of these places. It just makes me wonder what else in the world is out there. I’d be curious to go visit…if only to walk around. Mr. and Mrs. Finland invited me to visit their home in
Finland. I have lots of invitations like that. Hopefully I’ll be able to make most of those in the near future.
Just about nine more hours (Im halfway) until I get to see my boys again. I really pray I can see my daughter…I miss her so.
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