Last week Sam told me a surprise was in store for Friday. I love surprises!!! Unfortunately, I ask about 1 billion times before the surprise occurs what the surprise is going to be. As usual Sam was steadfast in keeping the surprise a surprise.
Friday evening he sent me an email that read:
MISSION: SURPRISE. This is an extremely dangerous (er, maybe not) mission.
There will be step by step instructions as you complete it.
Step 1: leave your house at precisely 7:30 pm and proceed directly to the feathersound chick fil a at 3423 Ulmerton Rd Clearwater, FL 33762.
You are to order two lemonades in the drive thru and await further instructions via text message.
On the way to Chick-fil-A I had two thoughts:
1. Someone is flying into St. Pete airport for a weekend visit!
2. Sam is sending me out with a girlfriend to watch the 3rd Twilight movie
Then I received this text message:
Meet your secret operative in the arriving flights area at St. Pete/Clearwater airport. The operative knows what you are wearing and will find you. There is free parking to the west of the terminal
OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!! WHO IS COMING? That is all I could think. A few names crossed my mind, but I knew it couldn't be my sister because she would have flown into Tampa airport. I knew it couldn't be anyone from Lexington, because AllegiantAir only flies into St. Pete on Friday and Tuesdays (I think). The face I saw I did not expect, but I could not have been more excited!!! I wish I had a picture of my face when I saw Julie walking down the hall.
Julie is like my younger sister and Trevor (her brother) is like my brother. I began babysitting them when I was 15 years old and have been a part of their lives ever since. It all began after my family moved into their neighborhood. We were renting a house, that was supposed to be temporary, but we lived there for four years. There were lots of things I disliked about the house we rented, but having the Compton's next door made it all worth it. I can remember 2 year old Julie running across the street in a cheerleading outfit for trick or treat. She used to sit and brush my hair for hours. I used to play basketball for hours and hours with Trevor......I could beat him then. Trevor often confided in me throughout his high school years. Julie always wanted a car just like "her Ambo." I convinced Julie to jump off the high dive for the first time. Kim (their mom) was/is a shoulder to cry on. I have spent many hours talking sports with Donald (their dad) and Trevor. Vacations, holidays, home cooked meals, Rook, Sorry, hugs, laughs, sleep overs, wrestling, sporting events, and on and on.
When we moved to Florida I think Julie took it the hardest. I'll never forget the last time I was at their house before moving to Florida. She and I stood and hugged in silence, for what seemed like an eternity, as the tears flowed. To say the very least I could not have asked for a better surprise!!! Yes, I could. It could have only been better if Julie, Trevor, Kim, Donald, and Mamaw would have been walking down that hallway.
Thanks so much for all of the memories!!! I love all of you!!