I was walking home last night, around 10:30 from a friend's house who lives a few blocks away. As I walked up our hill, a car pulled into a driveway a few feet in front of me. Slowly rolling into the driveway, he put his car in park - the tail lights switched quickly from red to white to red - the engine slowed to silence and the bright headlights flicked off. The man stepped out of the car and entered his home. A quick rush of flashbacks flowed over me. That experience (of the car turning off) is probably one of the most exciting moments. I remembered waiting for visits from Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents, and cousins and how exciting it was when you saw the lights switch into park and the engine slow. They were here!! How your heart starts beating extra fast and your legs get antsy when a beau, who was on his way over, pulls in. Again, you see his car come to a stop, lights, engine... he's here!! All of these experiences are quickly followed by cheering, running, jumping, and loving. I hope that man's family was just as excited to hear him come home. It's always a wonderful feeling to see the ones you love waiting for your arrival with anticipation, and to hear cheers of "yay!" when you're together again.
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#118 - the Park Family "hooray!"
I was walking home last night, around 10:30 from a friend's house who lives a few blocks away. As I walked up our hill, a car pulled into a driveway a few feet in front of me. Slowly rolling into the driveway, he put his car in park - the tail lights switched quickly from red to white to red - the engine slowed to silence and the bright headlights flicked off. The man stepped out of the car and entered his home. A quick rush of flashbacks flowed over me. That experience (of the car turning off) is probably one of the most exciting moments. I remembered waiting for visits from Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents, and cousins and how exciting it was when you saw the lights switch into park and the engine slow. They were here!! How your heart starts beating extra fast and your legs get antsy when a beau, who was on his way over, pulls in. Again, you see his car come to a stop, lights, engine... he's here!! All of these experiences are quickly followed by cheering, running, jumping, and loving. I hope that man's family was just as excited to hear him come home. It's always a wonderful feeling to see the ones you love waiting for your arrival with anticipation, and to hear cheers of "yay!" when you're together again.
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In my experience, there aren't too many (any?) families that cheer like ours does when someone comes home. At least, not when they have just been out to get milk, and not coming home from the war in Iraq or something similar...
ReplyDeleteDad said...As a contrast to people I care about arriving, I like to watch people leave. That didn't sound right. What I mean is that I look out the window, or stand on the porch and watch the person drive off, wishing them well on their journey and looking forward to their safe return. This came no doubt from first watching Germans do this. Especially cool is watching my sweetheart drive off.
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