I am sitting in the gate area.
Overwhelmed.
A young couple with a small child is saying goodbye.
The dad has a short haircut
Inevitably on his way.
She is doing her best to keep it together and she is obviously at least five months pregnant.
They are cleaving to one another, swaying back and forth.
My eyes are full. My throat is constricting.
Mom and daughter are now pressed against the glass trying to catch one more glance at one another. She sits on the floor and waits.
She waits until the plane pushes away before pushing the stroller down the carpeted hallway. Her forward motion is completely forced and labored.
Overwhelmed.
A young couple with a small child is saying goodbye.
The dad has a short haircut
Inevitably on his way.
She is doing her best to keep it together and she is obviously at least five months pregnant.
They are cleaving to one another, swaying back and forth.
My eyes are full. My throat is constricting.
Mom and daughter are now pressed against the glass trying to catch one more glance at one another. She sits on the floor and waits.
She waits until the plane pushes away before pushing the stroller down the carpeted hallway. Her forward motion is completely forced and labored.
posted by soldierdeb at 8:42 AM
2 Comments:
You've just described a scene from our own life when J left over a year ago, and when we had to let him go again after R&R (minus the pregnant part). It was tough. It always is for families. I call it "the hours." They tick SO slowly and its painful. And I remember people around us looking at us knowingly. I always wonder what they're thinking...its kinda comforting to think that maybe some of them are crying with us.
well done, it is hard to do....and after haivng done it myslef.
It is hard to watch.
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