All good things come to those who wait. Just that I've stopped waiting for them and settled for other alternatives, which was why I was awakened this morning by Mom bursting into room trailed by a confused-over-the-hullabaloo Nigel and telling me that my London flight has been confirmed. I'd never had my brain go into overdrive right from the moment I wake up, and I must say that I escape from the throes of sleep pretty quickly because the moment I was shaken awake by the news, a million and one things ran through my mind, namely the Bangkok trip that I was planning with Minyen the night before in place of my London trip, and getting hold of Lynette as soon as possible to let her know that I can't go for some SAJC concert anymore. With the conflict going on in my mind, I must have met this news looking dazed and unexcited about it because Mom kept asking whether I still wanted to go [Nigel: "Where's Jie Jie going?"].
Me going to London is a miracle in itself, one which I have stopped praying for and accepted the fact that I wouldn't be able to go. Yesterday was the deadline for confirmation of tickets, and even by 6pm, SIA said there was no chance and my flight would automatically be cancelled. Yet this morning, Dad decided to check the flight status online [probably just for the fun of it because he didn't need to as SIA said they would email him yesterday if my flight was confirmed but they didn't] and he found that my flight was confirmed. Still, I don't know whether to be happy or sad because I may still be reeling from the shock of an unexpected miracle. I'll probably be happy about it tomorrow I guess.
(Read by Max McLean. Provided by The Listener's Audio Bible.)