How long has it been since you’ve seen each other?, I asked, as they finished hugging in front of me, and they turned to leave. I was sitting at the gate, waiting, with my laptop fired up – but my mind running on fumes.
“Nine months”!, the soldier said, smiling.
I turned to the businessman sitting next to me and said, “I guess I’ll be okay if I don’t get home until tomorrow”.
We are sitting at the Minneapolis airport and have connecting flights. It’s looking like we will not depart on time. He has 35 minutes to connect in Atlanta. I have 55. We talked briefly about maybe not making it home until tomorrow.
As we talked about the impending delay, we both felt a bit of potential, and real, inconvenience.
Until we saw them.
Carpe diem, jeff noel 🙂