My Moment at the Kotel

I sniffled a little as I drove off and left the kids with doting grandparents to meet my husband at the airport where we would embark on our much awaited adventure to Israel, ten long years after our first visit. As I drove to the airport I thought that there were still so many things that could go wrong that would prevent us from leaving. I had to find a place to park somewhere in the city and take a shuttle to the airport, hauling both my husband’s and my own luggage. I had to make it through security not totally sure if I had even brought along the correct paperwork for our paper-less tickets. I had to find my husband somewhere past security, assuming his connecting plane to meet me hadn't gotten delayed.