Untitled, Or, Nothing Seems to Fit

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Airports hold a lot of emotion for me. I’ll never forget the opening of the movie Love Actually where the filmmakers capture what looks like real footage of the heartbeat of airports. The flow of “comings” and “goings.” People greeting their families, the infamous run and jump embrace between significant others, tearful goodbye’s or “see ya later’s” to service men and women. The thought of someone being “there” when you land is so comforting. The thought of someone seeing you off at the airport is personal. For a couple of hours while you’re in the air, it’s almost like being suspended in reality. You’re in a new reality entrusted to the hands of qualified pilots.

Mid-air is perfect for reflection. To be disconnected from social media and to be mindful. To let my emotions wander.

To pray that I land safely at a 3 digit airport code. To desire to get in a good amount of reading in but in actuality only read a couple of pages. To think about the awkward closeness and “excuse me” moments I may share with the person sitting next to me. To be empathetic towards the mother with the hollering 2 year old who can’t deal with the pain of the pressure in his ears.

I mediate on my own life. I consider the flights I haven’t taken yet. I think about the people I currently hold close in my life. I think about impermanence. I wonder if those people know how much they mean to me, if I express it enough. While suspended in reality, I tell myself everything is going to work out. I will land, as I’ve done in the past, and I’ll continue to conquer both astounding and agonizing giants in my world.

I will still hope, however, that when I walk outside someone is there sitting in a familiar car, anticipating my coming.

-She

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6 thoughts on “Untitled, Or, Nothing Seems to Fit

  1. Notification just came across my phone and the title forced me to read, here and now.

    Pretty deep. I can tell when you’ve reached deep down inside of yourself and exhaled the words.

    1. I let the words sit for a couple of days after I lived them. There are some words that are easy to give life to. Others are retained, until the process allows a release.

  2. Love this post… we all go through this and as m impending flight next wk with my kids and my niece. Now you have me wondering how my 2 year old will handle things. LOL

    Great use of words to explain…

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