As the 'Don't leave your bags unattended...' announcement is repeated, in both Spanish and English I move forward a couple of inches, trying not to bump mum's heels with the luggage trolley while Barbara pushes the wheelchair dad's sitting in forward too. There are moans and groans about the queue size and lack of check-in counters, from both in front and behind me, and I can feel the tension emanating from mum as she checks she has the passports and Boarding Passes for the umpteenth time, and her frustration as her carry-on case keeps falling over. Dad is trying to hold the tears back...he hates farewells and he hates going back to the cold weather...I'm glad I'm standing behind them. Now I start to feel guilty for wishing them away...but at the same time I feel relief that dad will be near to his own Doctor, and I know that mum is rejoicing inside- just desperate to get the travelling over and be in the safety of her own environment!
One of the airport staff suddenly appears and tells us that we can go to the front of the queue, so that the wheelchair can be checked through in plenty of time...time for me to start concentrating again and get the travellers checked in.
I am linking up with Alexa's SIMPLY A MOMENT (rather belatedly admittedly) ...if you head over there you will find some more 'moments' to read about.
Hope your weekend is going well!
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take care of you