My parents made reservations for us all to fly out to Arizona with Idina so we could all say goodbye together. We were going to Arizona and coming back on the same day, so I didn't have to pack. All I did was shove my iPod and a book - I can't remember which one it was - into my purse. I was going to need a distraction when we flew back home on the airplane with one less person.
Funny the little details you remember in the midst of alot of sorrow. We went to the city where the airport was on Friday, stayed over Friday night, and then got up early on Saturday to go to the airport. On Friday night, we stopped at Wendy's for dinner. I got a bacon cheeseburger. Idina got a salad and didn't eat much of it. I got hungry again and went back to pay for fries that took forever to be served. Like I said - it's funny, all those little details you remember.
That night, our parents read the Bible together. Idina mentioned one of the verses she'd liked in the reading. I can't remember which one it was, but I can remember being so delighted that Idina had responded to the Bible reading. It was the first time in months that she'd mentioned anything spiritual.
As I went to sleep on Friday night, there was a ray of hope in my heart. There was nothing more my family could do for Idina now. It was all up to Remuda Ranch now.
No, let me change that. It was all up to God.