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Stewart International Airport... She's sitting in the baggage pick-up area... She looks so small - so alone - even though she's sitting with others waiting for friends and loved one... She doesn't recognize us. I knew she wouldn't. From a distance, I wave. She looks and glances past us. Brian: "What's wrong with her?" "She doesn't see us" - my response..then I remember...an eye operation earlier this month... and scar tissue slowly creeping over the other eye... I realize that perhaps we are just too far away for her damaged eyes to focus and 'see' us. Moving closer... still waving... She turns, stares, then a smile... and she's standing and walking slowly towards us... As she approaches, I appear to be invisible...She sees only Him/Brian. As we meet, he reaches out to her, for a hug, as she extends her hand up to touch his face...She says in a soft voice: "Oh my God, I didn't recognize you, you are quite handsome." He leans down, folding his body to meet her, wrapping his arms around her - big bear hug...A smile frozen on her face...Evidently, I get my turn and a greeting: "Well, hello Rosie."... ~smiling~ But the moment was for Him. No matter what happened after that , I knew that would be the highlight of the trip. The look on his face - and hearing him say: "Hi Grandma." ... and watching them walk off together... Her arm wrapped around his waist, his arm draped over her shoulder... Brian looking down at her, and my Mother looking up at him. ----------------------------------------------- Memories of a 2003 trip - I'll be returning to her in 2 weeks - Not knowing how much longer we have - Makes me both dread & look forward to the trip - I hate when Life makes me straddle a fence - I get lost in 'gray' areas - I do much better on solid ground - But I realize that 'uncertainty' breeds appreciation... for unexpected Moments... I'm big on Moments... The test is finding understanding and reason in the bad ones... If nothing else, they build character, even if thru tears. Peace, RoseMary 
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5/1/2006 1:15 pm |
Thanks for sharing, RoseMary. As a writer and aviation aficionado, the metaphor of flight has always intrigued me. Airport terminals are especially appealing because it is where our emotional baggage is often dropped off, picked-up....or just goes 'round and 'round on the carousel. Life is waiting....... Another reflection on terminals: A couple of years ago an elevated passenger walkway in France collapsed. I later wrote, "The genius of the architecture is its resemblance to a fuselage; the cruel irony is that it came down."
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5/1/2006 2:00 pm |
Bless you and your dear Mother RoseMary.
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10/23/2006 1:57 pm |
Rosemary You are one Hot Lady!!! Damm Girl!!! we gotta meet sometime..
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