SFO International Terminal

“Take care of yourself.” 

My dad’s words rang as I watched my parents enter airport security. It felt like I had just picked them up the day before, hugging them for the first time since the pandemic. 

Where did the last two weeks go? 

As I walked back to the parking garage alone, I surveyed the quiet San Francisco International Airport. 

It’s a special place. 

Here I go from having no one to having someone. 

Here I go from having someone to having no one.

Here I teleport to another world—and back. 

Here contain as many emotions as I can name: joy, excitement, anticipation; sorrow, dread, fear; and everything in between.