There's something fundamentally sad about
airports
Where else can you say goodbye to your loved ones as well as your luggage? With imports and exports everywhere all the time, K-9 dogs sniffing for drugs.
There's something to be said
about a runway and plane. How they approach each other. How they need one
another. Without the
plane, the runway is but a road, a mere lane. The airplane needs a partner, I could think of no
other.
People do a lot of reading while watching and waiting. There is no shortage of paperbacks or periodicals to be passed about. Kiosks pop up. Coffee elevating the experience to another level. Ever notice, God
becomes
more important in the air? Especially on take off and
landings. Everyone
kisses the ground or each other, thankful to be back home without any mid air misunderstandings. Jet lagged kids sleep in the car. I've flown a handful
of times in my life. Each time
I felt like I was going to die. Perhaps, this is an irrational fear based on nothing. But, if had to choose a way to go, might as well be in
the sky with my family
at the same time, praying and hugging
