Flying High

The skin inside my nose tingles just before I’m about to cry. It’s slightly uncomfortable but not a bodily function I can control. The sensation only lasts a couple of seconds, acting as a reminder that my emotional state is being challenged.

Strolling through Bradley International Airport gave my nostrils the same brief sensation, catching me off guard. I doubted any other security employees or fellow travelers felt a strong emotional connection to Gate 29 or the sprinkling of Dunkin’ Donut stands with sleepy-eyed baristas. But there is something about airports-about the precipice of travel- that gives me a feeling a pure bliss. Every wheely suitcase is going somewhere new. Every plane, every seat is stuffed with possibilities of the unknown. “Where are you going?” I want to stop and ask every family and businessman who shuffles by. “Do you see how beautiful it is to jump on a plane and fly?”

So as I sip my latte and look out over the Tarmac, I wish you the feeling of travel on this chilly December morning. For with travel comes the abundance of hope and possibility to challenged hidden preconceived notions about the world. Whether you’ve never flown or have visited every country, the ability to see newness and journey in life should not be overlooked. After all, life is as much about the journey as the destination isn’t it?

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2 thoughts on “Flying High

  1. We’re taking our family to Mexico for Christmas this year. The kids love the plane ride, Matt’s anxiety rears it’s ugly head, and I’m rather indifferent regarding the voyage. My younger self loved flying just like you, but now Matt takes an anxiety pill for flying which renders him completely useless, and I take care of the kids’ needs. Maybe one day I’ll feel the bliss for travel again. I am, however, looking forward to exploring a new place and meeting many new and interesting people. I do love traveling.

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