Sunday, September 27, 2009

Love at First Sight

The older gentleman sat next to the window drawing notes on musical staffs. I was on my way back from visiting family. Both were lost in our own thoughts. The announcement came that we would be arriving late at our flight destination. We both groaned looking at short layovers. Suddenly we became comrades in our race to the gate.

In those last 20 minutes, our conversation covered children, music, flying, lost loves and Portland. We became fast friends eager to share more conversation. Frank was a music professor. His wife had sent him on a trip to visit an old girlfriend who had remained a friend. My visit consisted of days with my son at Northwestern, traveling south to my parents' anniversary party. The last they would have. It was a friendhip quickly shared.

The plane landed, I took Frank's hand. "Follow me". Everyone stepped aside as I pulled the elderly man down the aisle. I took him to the gate desk where they immediately dispatched a tram. A quick hug, and I was standing alone.

A couple of days later I received an email: "Even though I don't believe in love at first sight, I almost thought it had occurred."

What a lovely thought! I believe we are all connected in some wonderful, mysterious way. I believe the word 'love' binds us all together, each and every one of us. That love binds all mankind into one. That love ends war, feeds the hungry, warms the cold and lighten's one anothers burdens.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could look into one another's eyes and really see that other person? Even those we do not know? I believe the greatest adventure of our lives has been given to us...the adventure into ourselves and relationships with everyone else in this world. By surrounding ourselves with only what we know, we only grow to that end. Maybe we should all try to embrace a new world. Maybe it will embrace us back. Perhaps love at first sight.

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