Airport

Three weeks flew by just like that and my sister, nephew and friend have left the city to fly back to their home miles and miles away. Three weeks ago, we were here happy and excited to see them arrive in the city here at this airport after a few years of not seeing them home.

Now we are back here again not to see them arrive home but as they were leaving the city to go back to their new home in a part of Europe. Davao remains home especially to my sister. She was not ready to leave that day she admitted. She wanted to stay longer and extend her long awaited homecoming vacation. She was really emotional when it was finally time for them to go back inside the airport less than an hour before boarding the plane that will bring them to Manila and two more flights after that plus a two-hour ride by car to their final destination in their new home.

It was like only yesterday when we were chatting online and talked about their vacation plans, planning the overnight stay at a nature resort here in the city, even talking about the guitar centrer when we were asking each other what if we buy our boys a guitar each including two of our nephews who are also inclined and interested in playing the guitar when she gets here.

Now those three weeks just went by so fast. We felt we had so little time and yet still had so many things we wanted to do with the family together. This scene in the airport now makes me wish we can have more time with my sister here in the city. But the time has come for them to leave and go home to their new home.

Well, it has become part of life that airports like this one have become known as a place where we say “welcome home” and “goodbye!” I just have to think of it as not goodbye, but see you again home next time!