"Why would you wear steel toed boots when you are going to fly?"
"Just in case we happen to meet up some time on a connecting flight you will be able to identify me." He responded.
She sat at the end of a row by her loading gate. The row of chairs behind her were empty as well as the chairs in her row. She liked having the openness created by sitting on the end of the row. There may be the occasional little kid running around while attempting to be the object of everyones attention. Other than that, the end of the row was the place to be.
His silly responses and attempts at humor made her giggle and her eyes twinkle. Suddenly she burst out in laughter. It was not caused by the steel toed boot message he sent, rather, a thought she had of a response she knew he would give. She could see his reply in her minds eye and she continued to laugh.
"There is a kid running all over the place. The parents think it is so cute and expects everyone to smile and applaud because their kid is loud and obnoxious." She would type.
His response would be. "Trip the kid and give yourself something to laugh about."
She knew he did not expect her to do such a thing, but, she also knew that he would expect her to chastise him and then laugh.
She did.
She also knew that he loved and adored kids. If a kid would fall in front of him or get hurt, he would be the first person to check and make sure they were not injured too badly. Then he would instantly switch into clown mode and make the child laugh.
A smile formed on her face once again as she typed out her reprimand and then "You made me giggle".
"Good." Was all he said.
People were beginning to filter into the area as the departure time was nearing. Boarding would begin in about thirty minutes and she would sit and watch people jockey for position. This also amused her because of his perspective of people and their need to always be first.
"If you always try to be first, then you will never see what needs to be done to help the people around you. If you step back and put others first, you then can support, encourage and help them succeed."
She sat for a few minutes and thought about how he really does look at the things in this world in a different way than others. Or, maybe others see things the same way he does but he is not afraid to speak his thoughts.
The message roused her from her thoughts and she took another sip of her coffee as she read.
"Have you ever heard the song Leather and Lace by Stevie Nicks and Don Henley?" He asked.
"I have, but it has been a long time. Why?" She typed.
"There are some lyrics in the song that I really like. I just wondered if you have ever heard the tune."
"What lyrics are speaking to you right now that caused you to want to share them with me?" She asked.
