LAUREN LEVATO COYNE
“I ran through three successively larger airports to try to make it back home before my dad took his last breath. His death was unexpected and quick. By the time I reached the Denver airport I was in the deep shivers of shock and very confused. I went the wrong way and by the time I realized it I had to run, hard, to reach the correct terminal. I was racing, physically and emotionally. I can’t recall anything about that airport except as I ran by one woman she said, “I really like her shoes!” and somehow I had the facility to look at and thank her.”
REBLOGGED from Shoes of a Writer, managed and compiled by Fiona Helmsley.