Waiting

I’m waiting outside security in the Sacramento airport after retreat. A little family group has been waiting for a while as well. Probably mom, dad, and a daughter. The guy they’d been waiting for got off the shuttle with a crowd from his flight. He embraced the daughter and said something to her, their faces inches apart. Then he got down on one knee. He opened a tiny box and held it up to her. She was still, then flushed. She looked at her mom then her fiancé put the ring in her finger. That will change everything.