The plans were set, a car service was arranged to pick her up from the airport (at midnight!), and the surprise was ready (Mom and Dad thought they were coming over for lunch as part of our Advent activities). And then we were reminded of Murphy's Law . . .
Hours before Shelley's flight, over a foot of snow dumped on Denver! Tears, prayers, more tears, and more prayers . . . her flight some how took off and she arrived on our doorstep at 3:30am! Praise God!
The pictures and video explain Mom & Dad's reaction much better than I could:
She was only here for 36 hours but we made the most of every second (well, admittedly, not when she first got here! At 3:30am we both just collapsed!)!