Jet Blue to NYC: 22 March 2010
There is a frustrated girl pacing in front of me having a heated discussion with her boyfriend; “What do you want me to do John?” She says, exasperated.
I’m sitting by huge windows in the Buffalo- Niagara International Airport that look out onto the gray, rainy day.
My headphones go in because I’ve been that girl too many times and I don’t want to hear it again. People talk and talk at each other, never getting anywhere. Trying to impose their desires and futures on one another even when they clearly don’t fit together. I’ve been guilty. But not any more.
I’ve been waiting for today for the last three months, or more specifically for my whole entire life and all the lifetimes before this.
The love of my life, my perfect partner just boarded a flight from Melbourne Australia to New York City. A little eager, I am flying down today as well, a whole 24 hours early because I simply need to be in route when he is. Spending one more girl’s night with my best friend Sara is a bonus.
Tomorrow at this time I’ll be the one pacing. In front of those sliding doors from the international terminal I know all too well.
He will have flown all this way for me. To come get me and bring me home to Melbourne. But first, to meet my family. He wants to show them that he’ll look after me when I’m far, far away from them.
The day may be grey and rainy but I feel a sense of blissful peace. I won’t allow myself to be too excited yet or I’ll completely burn out on adrenaline. Just trying to live in the present, knowing I’ll get there eventually- without having to skip or rush any time in between.
Today is really the first day of the rest of my life- just as any day realistically is. But today for the first time in my life I have a plan- abet a loose-ish one. But there is something I want and I’m on my way to get it.