On Friday morning, June 30, I found a ticket to San Jose in my purse, with a card from John explaining that it was for a surprise Fourth of July weekend vacation in Santa Cruz. What a sweetie! He knew just how much I had been missing Joey, and wanted to cheer me after a difficult week. Gotta love that man!
So, after a giddy day at work, I boarded a 9:00 pm flight from a very busy San Diego airport. I was seated between a young woman and a young man--both flying up to see their moms. After fighting tons of traffic, Joey met me in San Jose. His hug made my day!
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