So yesterday I got back from California. As some people refer to it "The land that flows with Fruits and Nuts". My trip was very enlightening and over the next couple of blogs I'll be sharing some of the nuggets that I've come across.
When I first got to LA, I had to wait about 20 minutes for my close personal friend Cris to pick me up. Cris had timed himself perfectly to pick me up with one small exception. The pilot flying put the peddal to the metal and arrived 30 minutes early. I honestly didn't mind the wait, it allowed me to view something very peculiar at the airport..
Before I start, you should know that I like to watch people. I don't know why that is, I just find it interesting how people do things when they think they aern't being watched. Shayna is a little bit different, she likes to eavesdrop on other's conversations.
So anyway, while I was waiting I saw 4 people waiting for someone(s). 2 were an enderly couple, 2 were a younger (mid to late 30s) couple. They were obviously waiting for the same people. The younger lady visibly worried. Tears were in her eyes as passenger after passenger walked past her. Other people who were waiting though would have big smiles and get hugs and kisses as they met up with their family.
It's amazing to me how such strong emotions can occur within a few feet of eath other. On one side you have a lady who thinks maybe something happened to her daughter and st worried sick. On the other you have people rejoicing for seeing family again.
Down the hall you have people holding each other tight not wanting to let go as they leave for their plane. Right next to them people with a blank stare as they just try to get through the TSA security system.
The worried lady's family did finally come out the doorway. The look of relief showed in her whole body as she hugged either her daughter or neice and her sister. The only problem I guess with people watching is that you don't have the full story.
I don't know if anyone got to see Shayna and I reunite after our plane rides. Don't know if anyone even bothered to look. Everyone else was to busy looking for their own loved ones. It's just as well. A little privacy for a welcome home kiss is just what the doctor ordered after a long flight.
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We were kind of in the middle of an aisle. Maybe we should have moved over if we wanted privacy, but I couldn't help myself. :-)
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