Where Are You Going?
Dear old and new friends,
On January 7th I entered an airline terminal which was crowded with passengers departing on their flights and arriving from others. I curiously noticed a large crowd of travelers not in line at the ticket counters—or seemingly any line at all—but rather just milling around in a circle in the center of the terminal. Like other travelers they had large wheeled suitcases that they aimlessly pulled behind them or were seated on.
Around this stationary group swirled the crowds of incoming passengers from various flights busily on their way either to other flights or heading for the exits. As hours passed I continued being fascinated by those in the center of the terminal who didn’t seem to be going anywhere. I wondered if they were waiting for someone…or something. Naturally a curious person, after observing them more I couldn’t resist going over to these intriguing travelers and asking, “Where are you going?”
The first ones, either embarrassed or thinking my question was inappropriate coming from a total stranger, said nothing and continued staring around aimlessly or at their iPads and phones. On my fourth attempt I asked that question to a man sitting on his baggage. He smiled and looked up at me saying, “I haven’t decided yet. Why do you ask?” Others in the group around him nodded their heads in agreement. I could have replied (but didn’t), “You and the rest of your group all have luggage and appear to be heading somewhere, but nobody seems to be going.” Leaving the airport I wondered if I returned on this same day, January 7th, in 2016 would I find them all still here, except for one or two who had died?
or as usual just skimming over the surface of life?