We tend to forget.

As time goes by, things get jaded, excitements fade away, fun gives way to more mundane things. But the worst part is that we tend to forget.

I like airports, I know that sounds funny. No one usually likes airports. But I do like unfamiliar international airports (or even domestic ones in US for that matter).

They have a special place in my heart as I have traveled quite a bit on work and have learnt to survive all kinds of unfamiliar airports. But airports also are special because they have seen quite a bit of me when we were recently married but seeing each other once in a few weeks or even once in a couple of months.
They have seen me irritated on the account of a delayed flight or on the account of being out of breath and last person to check in.

But my favorite airports moments are the ones where I have been dazed and confused with new surroundings and then I see that familiar face. Or times in new cities when I walk out of the aiport searching and then I hear someone saying “Hey sweetheart” from the back. J. A face that always tells me that everything will be all right. I love those moments coz those are the fleeting minutes of sheer happiness. It is difficult to describe it.

Today in a totally unfamiliar airport in Hong Kong (on the way back from Bangkok), I had a similar feeling of being a little lost. Havent had that in a while. I found myself looking for something, that familiar face. That is when the feeling hit me. A quick rewind of airport meetings, a mental recap if you will. And I realized how I had forgotten about it. Just the thought of moments long ago brought me a lot of comfort. I wonder how I had forgotten about these things..

I find us very busy in our lives, just about managing to scrape time off and have some fun. But its not the same. I think we both know it. But I think as long as we don’t forget… As long as we can still remember the good feeling and the warm glow of happy moments gone by, we can still have them..