CH Morning Dive

Last night at 11:00 pm, The Perfect Man boarded a plane for Brazil and was scheduled to land around 8:30 am. This morning, I woke up and turned on the news. The first thing I heard, was "Coming up, we'll tell you about a plane that went down in Brazil killing 190 passengers."

WHAT???

Okay, calm down. What are the chances? No, this can't be. Please god, this can't be. Wait, I don't believe in god. Why don't I believe in god? Please, please, please, this can't be.

Then, finally, the segment came on. They didn't give much more information on the segment other than that the plane hit a gas station and there were bodies strewn everywhere.

WHAT???

What flight number? Where did the flight originate? How many Canadians on board? Was The Perfect Man listed as one of the survivors? Oh wait, there were no survivors.

NO SURVIVORS!!!!

I ran to the computer and went to American Airlines and punched in the information for his flight.

Status: on time

But would they put online that the plane had crashed? Probably not. My god, why don't I believe in god?

I googled "Brazil plane crash" and the first hit was a story from 2006.

C'mon!

I finally found the story from today and learned that it was a flight to Sao Paulo and The Perfect Man flew to Rio.

{{{slump}}} Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Unclench fingers. Stop biting lip. {{{ouch}}} Blood. Where did that come from? Ahhhh I'm feeling a little lightheaded.

I realize that my relief pales in comparison to the grief that must be felt by those that loved the ones who actually died in the crash in Sao Paulo. My heart goes out to each and every one of them.