Cancelling a holiday

I’m sitting alone on my couch while my husband is attending the funeral of a former football teammate. It’s storming outside and the rain is falling relentlessly against my living room windows. Today started out so promising – and ended up in a complete mess…

A cancelled flight

When I got up this morning, I was looking forward to travel to the city of Dresden together with my husband. We booked this trip to spend some quality time together before his business travels start again in mid-January.

At first, everything looked normal: We got up early, grabbed our bags and drove to the airport. Boarding was on time, and after taking our seats, my husband and I discussed our plans for the day: Dropping our luggage off at the hotel, having breakfast in the city centre, taking the train to the National Park Sächsische Schweiz…

Suddenly the captain announced:

“Dear passengers, I was just informed that our aircraft has been hit by a passenger bridge. As the damage is too severe to fly, I’m sorry to inform you that this flight is cancelled.”

Bad news part II

Our only option was to get off the plane and contact the ticket desk. The airline re-booked us on an afternoon flight, which left us another 8 hours at home before actually flying to Dresden.

But the story didn’t end there. Instead, more bad news came up.

On the way back to our car, my husband received a phone call. An acquaintance informed him, that one of their former teammates passed away three days ago at the age of 33, and the funeral was set for this afternoon.

It was then that we decided to cancel this entire holiday.

In the blink of an eye

Back on my couch, I’m feeling bored and slightly annoyed. Anything I had planned for our holiday simply doesn’t matter anymore. I’m not going to visit Dresden anytime soon. My husband and I are not meeting our friend for dinner. We’re not staying in a nice hotel with a swimmingpool and a sauna.

While thinking it through, I realize that it only takes a second to change a life forever.

One moment we are sitting in a plane – the next moment the jet bridge jams into the aircraft.

Last week my husband’s ex-teammate was still alive – and now he is simply gone.

In this second, somebody is involved in a car accident somewhere.

A doctor diagnoses his patient with a severe illness.

Houses burn down.

Couples break up.

Realization hits

Luckily none of these things happened to me today. The only tragedy I had to endure was a cancelled flight. Compared to all the other bad things that happen around the world, this is ridiculous. A cancelled holiday is a First World Problem. Nothing else.

It also crosses my mind, that supposedly negative events might actually influence the big scheme of things in a positive way.

Who knows? If the ramp agent hadn’t informed the captain about the damage, maybe we wouldn’t have made it to Dresden alive. My parents, my brothers, my sister and my best friend would’ve been informed about my death sometime today, and the news of me dying in a plane crash would have changed their lives forever.

A positive impulse

All facts considered, cancelling a holiday clearly isn’t fun. I would lie if I told you that I wasn’t sad at first. Nevertheless, today’s events gave me a positive impulse:

The realization that there are a lot of people out there who are worse off than me – and that a cancelled holiday is not the end of the world.

I take it as a reminder to be humble and thank God, that nothing severe happened to me today.

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