We boarded our first flight. Sebastian Hi-fiving all the flight attendant on our way. Dallas to JFK (New York). We were split up. Me and the little Kids, Big kids across the aisle. Between us on the aisle seat a lady. She boarded late and there was no overhead storage left so her bag needed to be checked. Something wasn’t quite right. She was tender about everything, looking like she was going to cry – she couldn’t find her seat, couldn’t find somewhere for her bag, she couldn’t put her tray table down. Asking for water seemed like a hard task… What happened next blessed me, as a mumma, as a wife, as a Christian, as a minister of the Gospel, As a future Mother In Law… Here is what I posted on Facebook after I landed…