This morning, I looked back, as I was walking to catch my bus. He had come as far as the door and was waving. Being in slippers prevented him from going past the threshold. He said goodbye, and I said goodbye, too, and blew him a kiss. His smile was so genuine, making him look handsome and dignified.
There is something amazing about being "seen off." It is something I never knew I longed for until just now. That kind of care and affection is so meaningful, so encouraging, especially when it is genuine and not out of obligation. It makes one feel truly loved and cared for.
"Seeing someone off" conjures images of a train platform, airport terminal, or even a simple bus stop. It also implies a return, or a desire to continue the connection, somehow. I remember in college, my sister and I used to always say "OK, see you tomorrow!" when we were saying goodbye to our friend (my sister's best friend) and we didn't know when we would see each other again (I can still see her smiling - almost crying - in the Lugano train station, many years ago). And, you know, we have always managed to see her again, often almost miraculously.
Transit, love, genuine interaction. That's "being seen off" in a nutshell. It points out how human connections can be so tenuous, yet they can be so strong!
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