My Guitar Has Arrived

Thank God. My guitar is safe at last.

Liv and I waited on hold with the airlines customer service number for 45 minutes yesterday only to be told they didn't have it and they didn't know where it was. When we said, "so it's lost" they corrected us and said it was just "misplaced." We didn't really get into what the difference was between the two with them but it was upsetting.

So then Phil came over and said we should all pray and agree that the guitar would be returned to us. I had a big "why didn't I think of that moment" and we all prayed together. It really eased my mind and I just felt like it would all be OK then. Well only about 45 minutes went by and then the airline called and said they had it and they would be delivering it between 7-10 last night.

Ten o'clock came and still no guitar. I didn't freak out though cause at least it was no longer "misplaced." About 1:30 in the morning last night the knocked on the door and Caleb heard them. He walked it right up and put it in the room with me and Liv. We were tired so we didn't hear him. I woke up this morning and went to swing my legs out of the bed and I ran into the box with my guitar in it. It was like a Santa moment when you were a kid. I'm just glad that I don't have to be distracted by this drama anymore and I can just play my guitar.