Wednesday, July 30, 2008

The Airport

So I'm with a Fedex driver making a delivery to the airport today, and what do I see? At the security check point, there was an elderly couple passionately kissing goodbye. Not a slobbery or porn star kiss-just a kiss that really said that they loved each other. Everyone should get a kiss like that.Then, I saw a beautiful woman with her ticket in her hand walking to the gate-steadily wiping tears off her face. I don't know if she was sad to go or happy to go somewhere, but I'm glad I'm not the only one that can't control my tears at the airport. I cry when Beth comes home. I cry when Paul leaves for Guatemala. I cry when Lauren leaves for New York. I cry every single time Beth leaves and I think I almost made it without my face turning red the last time....there were no
Army people at the airport today, but that didn't keep me from looking real hard.

1 comment:

tracey said...

You know, I was never blessed with children, but I love my neices and nephew. I would feel the same way. (I am at that age where I cry at anything anyway) And if they say anything about it, remind them of all the pain of childbirth, all the problems with them growing up etc... That should shut them up. I think you deserve a good cry now and then.