I took the girls to the airport this morning to go to their dad's house for the summer. The girls are older and able to handle themselves in airports, and they need to go see their dad seeing he will be leaving for Iraq next month so it was not a real emotional moment. No tears, just big hugs, kisses, and I love you's.
After I watched them walk through the doors I turned around and realized there were MANY uniformed men saying goodbye to their families. I realized these men were saying goodbye to their families because they were leaving for war.
I watched women hold on to their men and not want to let go. I watched children cry and tell their daddies how much they loved them. I watched teenagers cross their arms and try not to show their emotions. I watched mom's and dad's hold on to their sons and tell them how proud they were of them.
After everyone boarded the plane I watched woman grab their cell phones and call their men on the plane so they could say goodbye one more time before they took off. I watched children place their hands on the glass windows as if they could reach out and touch their dad's one more time.
Cudos to the airport for allowing the families to go upstairs to the gate with their men to say goodbye!
I felt like I was intruding on a very private moment. I walked to the back of the gate area to give these families some privacy. I stood there and cried. I realized some of these families would not see their men again.
I have personally experienced this. On Christmas Day 1990 I said goodbye to my husband as he boarded a plane to head to Kwait. I was 9 months pregnant and was not sure if my child would ever get to see their dad.
GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS AND KEEP THEM SAFE!! GOD BLESS THEIR FAMILIES WHO HOLD DOWN THE FORT WHILE THEY ARE GONE AND PATIENTLY WAIT FOR THEIR LOVED ONES TO COME HOME.
Seana
After I watched them walk through the doors I turned around and realized there were MANY uniformed men saying goodbye to their families. I realized these men were saying goodbye to their families because they were leaving for war.
I watched women hold on to their men and not want to let go. I watched children cry and tell their daddies how much they loved them. I watched teenagers cross their arms and try not to show their emotions. I watched mom's and dad's hold on to their sons and tell them how proud they were of them.
After everyone boarded the plane I watched woman grab their cell phones and call their men on the plane so they could say goodbye one more time before they took off. I watched children place their hands on the glass windows as if they could reach out and touch their dad's one more time.
Cudos to the airport for allowing the families to go upstairs to the gate with their men to say goodbye!
I felt like I was intruding on a very private moment. I walked to the back of the gate area to give these families some privacy. I stood there and cried. I realized some of these families would not see their men again.
I have personally experienced this. On Christmas Day 1990 I said goodbye to my husband as he boarded a plane to head to Kwait. I was 9 months pregnant and was not sure if my child would ever get to see their dad.
GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS AND KEEP THEM SAFE!! GOD BLESS THEIR FAMILIES WHO HOLD DOWN THE FORT WHILE THEY ARE GONE AND PATIENTLY WAIT FOR THEIR LOVED ONES TO COME HOME.
Seana