Spent much time in my home airport waiting for someone to arrive until today. Have wasted several hours of my life on the other side of security, but sitting here watching people say their goodbyes, buy last minute magazines, or grab one last smoke break brings an analogy to my mind I almost hate to bring up.
The security check point is either the birth canal for a trip anticipated, or the waiting room for the death chamber for people leaving loved ones. There have been major hugging and tears for several groups today, deep breaths for others prior to entering, and just a couple of clear joyous passengers.
Airports need more transition areas like hospitals have after major or minor surgery.
