At Times, Overly Sentimental

As I stood at the airport waiting for my bags to appear, I spotted a congregation of anxious banner-bearing people. I watched the group as they scanned the arrivals who were descending the escalator. Hope and pride filled their eyes. They were still...until...someone spotted the one they had been waiting for. Tears welled up and their feet began to shuffle. They moved toward the escalator until-finally-they could wrap the loved one in their arms, encircling him with love.

I felt like an intruder watching this intimate family moment, yet I couldn't turn my tear-filled eyes.

What is more important than those we love?

My heart swelled as I watched these tender family reunions, thinking of another one in the (hopefully) distant future.

What will it be like to die? To be the one entering a room full of loved ones who have been waiting for you? Grandparents, aunts, uncles, ancestors we haven't even known in this life. I believe they'll be waiting, shuffling their feet and wiping at their eyes.

That's why I do what I do. Being with my family forever is the most important thing to me.


  1. Too true. I know it will be a beautiful moment. I remember when I was a little girl I was afraid to die because I didn't know anyone else who had died. I was afraid I would get there and not know anyone. Sometimes remembering that simple faith helps strengthen my faith today.

  2. What a touching post. You brought a little tear to my eye. Knowing that this life isn't the end brings so much comfort to me too. How thankful I am that we can see loved ones again!

    Thank you!! It's nice to have wonderfully uplifting things to read. :)

  3. Beautiful post. Thanks for sharing your insight.

  4. There are times, in a certain place, when I am waiting for precious family members to come into sight when I think it must be how it is in heaven.

  5. A great post (and lovely purple tuplips).

    (I found you via GoodReads!)