The world doesn’t need more speeches on compassion. It needs more quiet practice of it, consistently, without applause. A simple flight can teach lessons you never forget.
I think of that woman often. I don’t know her name or destination, but her presence changed me. She didn’t chastise me. She simply endured—and reminded me that part of being human is noticing each other.
Every flight since has felt different. I see the nervous first-time flyer, the exhausted parent calming a toddler, the elderly couple double-checking their gate. I see them. And in seeing them, I see the person I want to be.
True comfort doesn’t come from reclining your seat. It comes from making someone else’s journey a little easier. Empathy isn’t weakness—it’s what makes us human.
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