Its a strange gathering –
all of us in our cars at the airport
anxious and watchful for that familiar smile and gait
to be seen among the masses…
Everyone is searching for that connection
It is like the perfect metaphor for life…
for daily we get lost in the crowdedness
of others in our space
as we journey anxiously –
searching and expectant –
until we are finally recognized, and
our place in the midst of it all
We understand where we belong.
Now parked and watchful –
cell phones busy with directions,
our eyes finally meet.
Once bags are stowed,
and the heated car is filled,
the lively chatter of connection begins.
We navigate the traffic,
and reach the hearth and tree alighted,
exhausted in a happy way.
My daughter releases her bag to the floor –
“I didn’t hug you yet.”
Arms wrap around,
and eager hearts touch.
Christmas has arrived.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018