Wiley's Wisdom

Joy: From the Ground Up

Everything In Transit October 6, 2014

It’s that time again. Time to talk bucket lists. I don’t mean to be morbid referencing it again, but you may recall a few months ago my penning my personal list of reasons to live another day. I thought of a new one today I couldn’t help but share.

It was in a fleeting moment when something on the television caught my eye. An airport terminal, filled with people all coming from and going to all over. From the ground up, I realized this is a people place I want to visit someday. I’ve never been, but I certainly understand the practicality in logic behind it. To some, it’s just a way to get from point A to point B. Not to me.

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Wiley In Transit

The way I see it, an airport terminal is, in a way, a representation of the life we live. Each day everything around us is in transit, from the people we encounter to the weather patterns. I think that is something too easily lost by some. It is in the silver lining of the “A to B” theory that I find my emotional rationale for adding this stop to my journey through life.

Remembering the person behind the people. I think that is something all too easy for people to forget, especially as they focus on their journey without taking into consideration the trips of others. Remembering that each one of the people in that terminal of life with you has his or her own story, complete with characters and drama and happiness and grief. Like the woman who got in a car accident yesterday and is spending the day dealing with the aftermath. Or the mom who was up all night with her teething baby and barely lived to tell the tale. Or the family reuniting after months apart.

These are real things happening to real people all the time. And, to me, there are fewer illustrations of the psychological dichotomy of all of this than in an airport terminal, where quite literally everything is in transit. Now, if only I could figure out how to buy myself a ticket.