Like a ballon on a string

This afternoon, I went to the airport to pick up my boss and realized that standing at the arrivals gate is one of my favorite things on earth. I just love seeing people happy...and am a staunch supporter of public displays of affection-especially in the most public of places! I think my heart literally floated away like a ballon in the sky when I saw a young man kissing his tiny baby. You could see in his eyes how he loved that little kid with every ounce of his being, and it did some serious tuggin' on my heart strings.

If only I could spend an hour every day at the arrivals gate...