Thoughts on an airplane.
And how I know I love you.
We were about to take off on our trip to Greece. It was sunny out. I
think. You know my memory isn't all that good. But I remembered that you
would always message your loved ones before the plane took off. A habit
you developed to make sure that they knew you loved them, even if you
didn't land safely.
I thought about that. I wondered what would happen if we knew the plane
was going down, and that we weren't going to make it. I started
picturing it. The plane would be shaking horribly. Our seatbelts would
tighten. The plane would be quiet at first — all of us holding our
breaths together in one extended pause. Then, somebody would cry, ever
so softly. Or maybe we would start shouting, all at once, as loudly as
we could as if it would fight off what was happening. But whatever we
did, we would all eventually understand that nothing we did would change
our remaining minutes.
After that happened, I wondered, what would be worth doing? What could I
even realistically do in the minutes I had left before everything went
blank forever? You were sitting in the seat in front of me. All I could
think of was reaching out, holding your hand, and telling you that I
loved you. Because that was the only thing I cared about, and the only
thing I found meaningful in that quickly disappearing world. I just
needed you to know that you are loved, and I hoped that it'd make the
closing of the curtains on your world a little less frightening.
I thought about that. I thought about how up until that trip, that
memory on the airplane, I'd never been able to picture something worth
doing in the moments before a crash. But I've finally found a little
more meaning in my life in loving you, and I hope you know that.
That's it! This is a tiny affirmation after all. Actually this is
already longer than I wanted it to be. And you know, originally I was
going to write something about how while going down in that plane I'd
finally be able to say I really will love you until the day I die, but I
decided that'd be a bit too morbid. Maybe that'll make it into a
different letter some day. You'll just have to keep an eye out for it.
With love,
Me