More Then Ever
I can't stand to fly anywhere. I just took a trip. It was the first time I had been on a plane in about 20 years. I was flying alone and actually scared to be going across the country to a new place for the first time. I was lucky enough to be sitting next to a young Solider in the Military, (hopefully he was going home.) We didn't exchange any personal information or anything like that, but he could tell I wasn't enjoying being on the flight. He was great. every so often he would just look at me and say things to me like " It's OK, you'll be fine. It's just turbulence." I never said thank to him. I wish I would have. Having him there talking to me so calmly was comforting. he made me feel better. I know he thought nothing of it. He could have easily looked the other way, or closed his eyes. but he didn't. Every time I looked over at him he would quietly reassure me things were fine. If I have to take another long flight alone I hope I am lucky enough to sit next to someone like him.
A little friendliness goes a long way:)