I'm an allegory person. I think in my parenting phase of life it comes naturally for me to find the lesson in the event. It doesn't always have to be a lesson. It could just be another way to look at the big picture.
Take yesterday for instance. I was waiting for my husband to arrive home on an international flight at the major metropolitan airport near where I live. (See Blog I Remember for, well, no useful additional airport reference.)
I used the Cell Phone Lot (CPL) for the first time. You know, that mostly empty parking lot with a few cars sitting neatly in their spaces, their drivers idling the time away, awaiting the call of their loved one. And I do mean "loved one" as you have to have some sort of love connection to take on the task of driving anyone to or from the airport.
But I digress.
While I sat I had time. I made a few observations.
- It wasn't pretty. The relatively small CPL is surrounded by the larger economy parking lot. The barriers between them were an 8-foot galvanized fence and some concrete barriers. No, I wasn't there for the scenery.
- Planes arriving. With their descent comes a sense of anticipation for those passengers. "Arriving" means home to me, but to others, this was their destination, or at least a stop on their way to wherever.
- Planes departing. Again, for some "departing" means they are home-bound. But from where I sat, it means "off I go into the wild blue yonder!"
Now I see the freedom of the sky and I wait and I watch. And only one thing will move me into action.
The call of a loved one.
Awaiting the next departure,