Thursday, November 8, 2007

Heartwrenching Good-byes

No art yet. I have some to post, just haven't gotten around to it because I have a project in the making that is taking all my time. And it's crunch time for my oldest son as he graduates in the spring. And since we homeschool, I'm in it just as much as he is. But, that's not what this post is about. I try to keep this blog for my art only, but I witnessed something today that ripped my heart out and I will be doing a drawing to capture what I saw. And so I never forget it. My husband and I and our oldest son went to the airport to pick up my husband's brother who was flying in from Wisconsin. It's guy weekend and a bunch of them are heading for the shore to go tuna fishing. We were early, so we sat down to wait and I love to people watch. I saw them as we were walking through the terminal but I didn't think anything about them at the time except that they were a family traveling. I did get the vibe that they were very sad. I'm very intuitive like that. A few minutes after we sat down they came walking up. A man, his wife and their daughter. The young girl was maybe 12 or 13. As soon as I saw them, I knew. He had close cropped hair and he was stocky. Probably late 20s or early 30s. Strapping young man. I could see his wife was anguished. He kissed her and held her for a long time. They said their I love yous and said good-bye. The little girl was trying really hard to hold back her tears, but when her daddy turned to her and wrapped her in his arms, she broke down completely, sobbing into his chest. It was heart wrenching to watch and I'm tearing up just writing about it. He held her for a long time, telling her he loved her and I couldn't hear what else he was saying to her. But, you could see it was tearing him apart to leave his family behind. He got her calmed down and they said good-bye and he walked into the security area and they turned and walked away down the terminal. I couldn't take my eyes off the little girl. She was wiping her tears with the sleeve of her jacket and her mom was walking with her arm around her. I could see her lean over and talk to her as they walked. I had been especially happy this week as my husband is home and may be taking a job locally which means he will be home more. I know how hard it was on us when he first began traveling for business. But, my husband comes home every weekend. Now I was sad for them because I knew that little girl would be worrying every day about wether her dad would be coming home alive. And it just reinforced my opinion that this war is just plain wrong. Families are being torn apart; fathers, mothers, sons, and daughters being killed for something I (and a lot of other people, too!) don't believe is a just war. It should have never happened. My heart aches for this family and all the other families that I haven't seen that go through this dance every day. I will hope for the end to this war and for them to bring our boys and young women home to their families. Kids should not have to worry about losing their parents. Maybe our president should have to witness a scene like I did today.

5 comments:

Teri C said...

Amen!!!!!

You had me tearing up also. Some things are just not right!

Cati said...

What you just wrote really got to me. I live in Ireland and probably have no idea what it must feel like to be living in a country at war although we have had civil war here for many years. I visited America and New York for the first time a few weeks ago and before the taxi even reached Ground Zero I was in floods of tears with the strength of emotion. It is one thing watching events on a TV but another to be standing face to face with it. I am sure that is how you felt watching that family - you can't help but get drenched in emotions that are so strong.

Linda T said...

I agree that those scenes are emotional and touching, but, as a mom who has a son in the military, the men and women who are serving over there, for the most part, believe in the job they are doing. My son is over there again now for the 3rd time, and he is glad to go and do his job, and yes, he does want to come home in one piece. So it's a mixed bag. I don't mean to be contrary, but I just needed to speak up as gently as possible.

Eva said...

A beautiful post that brought tears to my eyes as well.

Africantapestry said...

I couldn't agree with you more!!! As an outsider(not being american) we watch these men and women give their lives and we don't know what for?
Ronell