I spotted her. On the line…the security line…crying. Immediately I knew what was happening. I have never had the pleasure of feeling this way but I recognized it even before I laid eyes on him…intently watching her on the security line. She was a young black woman…probably no more than 18…and he was a young white guy. I could feel her tears…AND his reassuring stares. She was not crying because they had a fight. No…far from it. At first glance at her tears…I knew her heart was breaking. She was being separated from someone very special. As she cried, she texted intently. I was close enough to see all the heart emojis she sent him. Then I would look to my left to see his face when he received her hearts. He was sad but not crying. Someone had to be strong. So he reassured her through texts and stares. Then there was the moment where she was about to be so far into the security line that she had to turn a corner…losing sight of him. She blew him a kiss…before slowly turning that corner…and my heart soared. He was…still reassuring her…making her feel safe…letting her know that even though they had to separate physically…he would never leave her. I found myself rooting for their love. I found myself feeling a bit jealous too…because there was no one I had ever walked away from (romantically) that had ever made me feel this way. Never had me crying in public because my being was temporarily forced to leave him. She was leaving by force…not because she wanted to. And he knew…with all his strength and might…that she was his ONE and that she would be back. I found my heart breaking for them. But even more so…I found myself hopeful that that kind of love was out there for me. There is a man out there who will die a little on the inside every time he sees me boarding a plane. And then and only then will I know that he was THE ONE that I could never permanently leave. My physical being would sometimes have to walk away from my love but my heart would always belong to him and only him. I long to feel like I left my heart in San Francisco too. Don’t know these young people but just witnessing their love warmed my sometimes jaded heart. FAITH, HOPE, and LOVE were on their way! ?? I pray that they won’t be away from each other for too long and may God allow their love to flourish and last until the end of time…that is my wish for them. ~KJM in San Francisco International Airport…getting ready to board the red eye…on Temptation Tuesday. Just this simple beautiful act let me know that it’s not Trump’s world! There’s still so much beauty in diversity and love.?
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