Take Off

I held his hand the entire time we walked from the parking lot to the boarding gate not caring if the two overweight bags we were holding made it almost impossible to do so.

I counted the minutes left before I had to leave while he mindlessly chatted about a new game that he started playing.

I dragged my feet to the security check, fell in line, not looking at where I was going but looking back at where he was standing.  He looked at me as if I was only one around in the crowded area.  I looked at him standing still in a blur of people passing by.

I went through the security check, blowed kisses over and over again while the guards barked “Take off your shoes”, “Laptop out”, “Take that Jacket Off”, until I could no longer see him.

I walked to the gate like a zombie, eyes red, sniffling as I tried to hold back tears I found a seat, stared into space and debated whether I should call or just let him drive home without distraction.

If the walls of airports can talk, they will all agree that all kinds of emotions can be seen in the eyes of the millions and millions of people passing by.  An airport is just a place to pass through but the emotions it brings to people are lasting.

Young lovers excited to go to a new place that they have always dreamed of going.

Grandparents fearful of being in such a busy and confusing place longing for their kids to be around so that they can guide them until the boarding gate.

People going home because someone is going to marry or because a close family member died.

Starting a new adventure.

Going to meet a loved one.

Leaving a loved one.

All emotions are present.

Name an emotion, look around you, and you’ll find that in no time.  Being in an airport is like being in a movie that has no ending.

I still long to hold his hand even just for another minute.

I still long to hold him tight and hear him say how much he loves me and how I am his life.

I still long to tell him how happy he made me and is still making me despite the tears that are falling from my eyes.

I still long…

But my plane is taking off and going thousands of miles away.

So I am going to fasten my seatbelt and tell myself to be strong.

And wait.

Wait for the time where I will board the plane to see him again.

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