The past is remembered.
About a month ago, I did vlog about this. I just witnessed a "Precious Moment" at San Francisco International Airport on Friday, March 24, 2017.
Why was I here anyway?
I just dropped off my parents because they will be flying to the Philippines. I walked with my parents until the security checkpoint. Then, I hugged them. (And I told them, "I love you.") After my parents and I parted ways, I saw a man and lady kissing.
I witnessed a precious moment. (Like everybody else, I just stopped and stared at the young couple.)
It was PDA aka Public Displays of Affection.
I wanted to capture the moment by taking a quick picture. (Instead, I was overthinking. It would be very disrespectful.) The young couple did not want to leave each other. The lady started walking away but she came back to him. Then, they continued kissing each other. (This is not a movie. This is real.)
When was she able to officially part ways with him?
Surprisingly, it took five minutes.
Why call this a "precious moment?"
First and foremost, it occurred at an airport. (They might not ever see each other again. Farewell. Who knows?) In America, PDA rarely happens. A year ago, I witnessed many PDAs during my 2-week Europe trip. (Call that culture shock.)
Before this precious moment, I did a good deed. While my parents and I were waiting until we parted ways, I returned a hat to a lady. (She forgot her hat.) Again, I am going off tangent.
Why write about this as a precious moment?
Live in the present while you still can. Enjoy life. Eventually, we are going to die. Living in the (precious) moment is powerful.
For instance, the young couple were in their own bubble. They were oblivious. They did not seem to care about people watching them, like myself. After all, I could have taken a picture of them. (Oh, well.)
What happened when I witnessed this precious moment?
I was curious. Why did she have to leave him? It makes me wonder. Were they high school sweethearts? (The couple seemed like they were in their mid 20s.) Obviously, everything happens for a reason. Again, they might not ever see each other again. Who knows?
Apparently, I am single.
Why bring this up?
I want to experience a precious moment as well. Eventually, I will find that somebody. Patience is the key.
I will end it with my quote, "The past is remembered. Live in the present. The future is in you."
(My quote was mentioned in one of my previous blog posts, "My High School Senior Quote.")
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