Thankful Sunday...Be prepared

So I missed writing this one last week, but I have thought about it all week long.  Last Sunday night I caught a plane to Orlando (more on that to come), but only after a nearly two and a half hour drive to get to the airport.  It was the middle of a storm. Traffic moved slowly and people were irresponsible on the roads. My driver was willing to slow down, take his time, follow the big trucks, pull over to make sure that he could see through his windshield, and just make sure that he got me to the airport safely. We made it. He was prepared; we were safe. I was so grateful.