Why I love the airport!

Since moving down south, we have started to fly alot more to visit our family and friends.  Olivia alone has flown more than a dozen times and she is only 2 years old. Needless to say Steve doesn't usually fly with us due to his busy work schedule so we have gotten pretty savy around the airports.  When I was flying while preggers with Maddie I would sit and watch people while waiting for our flights. I blammed it on the hormones but when I broke out into tears during our latest flight I realized that it was a great place to go if your doubting the kindness of humans! What I am trying to say is watching people meet each other after being away is pretty touching.  Just the other day we saw a military man greet his wife and kids after who knows how long he was away. He had to twin girls around the age of 2 and the way they started screaming "Dada," it got me choked up....then random people started clapping as the family embraced.  I love watching people running up to each other, giving a romantic missed-you kind of kiss, and seeing the smiles and hand holding as they walk away.  This has made me in a great mood everytime we fly now and I look forward to this pick-me-up.  Call me crazy but you really see the good in people when you are trying to navigate an airport alone with 2 car seats, double stroller, carry-on and diaper bags.  During both flights people would help without me even asking. Mom's who had their own kids would ask what they could do, the grandfather behind us on the plane carried both car seats as we got off the flight without me asking.  Flying alone with 2 kids can be hell, but I have chosen to start enjoying these moments and when I am feeling a bit down about leaving whereever we were traveling, I know that I can just smile,  and watch to see that "love actually is all around."