Friday, February 19, 2010

Flight Attendant

What teachers made us want to try? Who was it who made us want to learn more? Who gave us wings?

Oh, there were teachers who were good at their craft. Neighbors who took me under their wings and listened treating me like one of their own. My family who loved me flaws and all. But who gave me wings?

It was a different day and age. Girls were trained up to be wives and mothers. Avenues to explore life were limited. Discovering oneself wasn’t easy.

Wings. They’re important, you know. What better job for a grandparent than to be handing out wings. Wings that have no strings. Wings that support and encourage, that offer challenges and friendship, that give our grandchildren options to make their own decisions and to make mistakes. Wings that encourage thinking and observation.

This morning I put my son on a plane. It was an early morning that started at 4am. For many years, I had taken my son to the airport either to fly off to college, a trip to Europe or to an audition. My concerns and worries took a backseat as he stepped out into the unknown. The wings I gave him were the wings to step away and explore the world as well as himself. Now he was on the way to meet up with his bride then going off on their honeymoon. Wings strong enough to step into the world of family man.

This learning how to fly is a struggle for both the flight attendant and the passenger. Standing by watching a child take first wobbly steps, steps that someday lead away teaches the teacher to find her own wings.

I’m tired this morning. A bit brain dead. My son flew off on wings, wings to take him to the woman he loves, wings that gave him freedom to try the difficult career of acting, wings to discover more of himself and in turn giving more to those he loves.

How delightful to be able to open doors of imaginings. Wings. Our grandchildren are waiting.

1 comment:

  1. I love how you turned putting your son on a plane into a metaphor for all the efforts we make to lift our children and grandchildren into flight.

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