Months ago my Brother called me knowing I was going to a wedding in Chicago and he brought up he was going to visit Mom and thought it would be fun to meet in Chicago and surprise Mom with me and my family.
It was a crazy day. My family woke up at 3am to catch our flight at 6am. We started driving down to the airport when our van started acting funny. We turned around to switch cars. Our car died as we turned off the highway to our house. We pushed the van through an intersection and into a parking lot. I ran home (thankfully only 1 mile) and we switched cars. My Mom was not feeling well and they were catching a train to go back home. We only had an a hour and a half window. But we did it! Happy Birthday to me!