We were sitting on a plane. Waiting for takeoff. I don’t mind planes, although frankly I’d rather have an emergency colonoscopy. It’s not the flying that bothers me. It’s the airport. I am convinced that if you live wrongly, if you treat your fellow man poorly, if you are selfish, if you are not a good person, you will die and wake up in Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport.
It's pretty incredible what some of us will do for others. It's even more incredible what's been done by somebody else for the likes of us. Grace and generosity make for sunshine and even more. Thanks be.
It should have happened before. But this is the first time my eyes teared up while reading your story, Sean. It's all too familiar. Crappiness in the TSA lines turning to kindness on the plane. What really got me, though, was the song - "You are My Sunshine." I have sung it to most of my grandbabies and will sing it to the great-grandbaby coming this fall. Hopefully they, like the grateful boy, will remember it.
I know about Hartsfield-Jackson airport. When I fly, which is rare, and go through TSA it’s always a challenge. They do a great job but going through the scanner always sets off alarms. With two knee replacements and a small plate in my neck always gets me the “hands on treatment”. They even considered taking me behind the screen but a man with two artificial knees and a partial hip replacement diverted their attention. Got a card from my Orthopedic doctor for my next trip.
The pure beauty of kindness! Absolutely straight from God Himself. How very blessed the lady and her foster son are, to have been matched together! And you, Mr. Sean, were blessed to be a witness. Now you have blessed us with the story and I’m crying again. God is good!
I sung this song for hours as my mom was dying. She used to sang it to me every night when I was little. Thank you for bringing up a wonderful memory. Makes my heart happy.
A story you missed, Sean,. But what you knew you told well, and yes, the boy takes good care of his foster mom, because obviously, she takes good care of him when they are on the ground! Ain't never gonna know what he's gone through and what she has done for him, but whatever it is, he greatly appreciates it and sings to her to calm her. What a sweet teen, who will go on to do more good things in this world. She has raised him well. God is with both of them. Keep those stories acomin'. Sean. We love reading them. And I used to love to fly. Not so much any more. It's not an adventure any more, more of a trial these days.
Every night I come here for my daily dose of continued faith in my fellow humans, and you never disappoint. God bless this boy and his Nana, and also you for sharing them with us.
I quit watching media about 10 years ago because all it did was perpetuate fear, anger, and in my humble opinion (you know what they say about opinions, right) deceit. I got my face out of my phone and started seeing all the wonderful people performing selfless acts of kindness. Sometimes as simple as a kind word to helping people in dire need. It is stories like this and what I see in my daily life that inspires me to not only be better but do better. Thanks for my early morning cup of "be kinder, gentler, have the courage/integrity to do what is right, and just do better". Thank you.
Beautifully written! Air-travel seems to bring the best and worst human behaviors. And best place to people watch, in my opinion, Atlanta Hartford AirPort.
It's pretty incredible what some of us will do for others. It's even more incredible what's been done by somebody else for the likes of us. Grace and generosity make for sunshine and even more. Thanks be.
Love. That's what love does.
It should have happened before. But this is the first time my eyes teared up while reading your story, Sean. It's all too familiar. Crappiness in the TSA lines turning to kindness on the plane. What really got me, though, was the song - "You are My Sunshine." I have sung it to most of my grandbabies and will sing it to the great-grandbaby coming this fall. Hopefully they, like the grateful boy, will remember it.
I know about Hartsfield-Jackson airport. When I fly, which is rare, and go through TSA it’s always a challenge. They do a great job but going through the scanner always sets off alarms. With two knee replacements and a small plate in my neck always gets me the “hands on treatment”. They even considered taking me behind the screen but a man with two artificial knees and a partial hip replacement diverted their attention. Got a card from my Orthopedic doctor for my next trip.
The pure beauty of kindness! Absolutely straight from God Himself. How very blessed the lady and her foster son are, to have been matched together! And you, Mr. Sean, were blessed to be a witness. Now you have blessed us with the story and I’m crying again. God is good!
I love the "if you're not a good person, you will die and wake up in Hartsfield..." !! Too funny!! But so true!
I sung this song for hours as my mom was dying. She used to sang it to me every night when I was little. Thank you for bringing up a wonderful memory. Makes my heart happy.
A story you missed, Sean,. But what you knew you told well, and yes, the boy takes good care of his foster mom, because obviously, she takes good care of him when they are on the ground! Ain't never gonna know what he's gone through and what she has done for him, but whatever it is, he greatly appreciates it and sings to her to calm her. What a sweet teen, who will go on to do more good things in this world. She has raised him well. God is with both of them. Keep those stories acomin'. Sean. We love reading them. And I used to love to fly. Not so much any more. It's not an adventure any more, more of a trial these days.
Every night I come here for my daily dose of continued faith in my fellow humans, and you never disappoint. God bless this boy and his Nana, and also you for sharing them with us.
I quit watching media about 10 years ago because all it did was perpetuate fear, anger, and in my humble opinion (you know what they say about opinions, right) deceit. I got my face out of my phone and started seeing all the wonderful people performing selfless acts of kindness. Sometimes as simple as a kind word to helping people in dire need. It is stories like this and what I see in my daily life that inspires me to not only be better but do better. Thanks for my early morning cup of "be kinder, gentler, have the courage/integrity to do what is right, and just do better". Thank you.
God always seems to work through you, Sean…..and He also gives you the best things to write about!💟
Beautifully written! Air-travel seems to bring the best and worst human behaviors. And best place to people watch, in my opinion, Atlanta Hartford AirPort.
A very moving story. Thanks!
BLESS YOU ALL!!
And YOU ain't even know what you done for us here readers, Sean.
That song is my nana song too. Wonderful story Sean ✨