A Stranger And Some Sesame Snaps

Though the previous posts of my blog had been so negative, I do have some positive things to say, and I will make a post about each person who touched my life recently. Because I will always remember them; and this is my thank you.

July 30th, 2011.

I was waiting at the airport, saying good bye to my mom. Tears streaming down my eyes, someone was supposed to show up that never even gave me the courtesy of a text to say they weren't going to be there. I showed up half an hour earlier, seeing this individual would have meant so much to me at the time. Restoring a faith in me I felt I lost.

As my final boarding call announced itself, I hugged my mom, blubbering in the 'ugly cry' as Oprah Winfrey puts it. And I walked away, through my security check and sat in my lonesome waiting for the passenger call to board my plane. As I sniffled and the various letters were called for those to board first, walking around looking so out of place and confused. A man, probably almost 30 came up to me and helped me figure out my ticket. Turned out he sat behind me. As he saw my sniffling he asked what was wrong and I just gave him the cut and dry explanation - someone of great significance to me pulled a no show.

As we sat in the plane he sat and listened to me, I slowly opened up my vault shaped heart and with single tears told him my situation and how I just can't walk away from something that I feel isn't time to walk away from. He sat and just talked me from the opinion of a bystander, told me about his life and the girl who wants to marry him but wants her to live her life to realize if that's really what she wants. He gave me some packaged sesame snaps (which happened to be one of my favorite comfort snacks) and as I stared out my passenger window, processing the new life I thought was ahead of me - away from home, away from everything I knew, on a process to find myself. I took comfort in his words, you might be thinking he was some pervert hitting on a young girl feeding her words with a silver spoon. But it really wasn't like that, and it gave me perspective of how the greatest comfort, and biggest realizations can be of those you don't know. And are looking at you and your life at face value, not judging you for what you did then or who you are now.

As we got off the plane and he walked with me to the baggage claim in Vancouver's large and lofty airport. He hugged me goodbye and wished me the best of luck in the months ahead of me.

Thanks a lot Christian from Vancouver.

I really needed that perspective and I really needed someone to take time for a stranger.

It was kind of nice to be that stranger.