This Turn

As I am writing this, I am waiting for a flight at the airport. I have ensured a seat and will board in a half hour. I received a call this morning from my sister that our mother was found not breathing this morning. When they called my sister, a code blue was issued. They were working on her. She is now breathing on a machine in MICU. Why she stopped breathing we don't know.

I'm scared. But, oddly keeping it together. For now. The pain comes in waves. I just want to BE THERE. My original flight was scheduled for tomorrow. What if I'm a day late? I'm already a day late.