Kites

I went home for Easter, and I was honestly really excited. I left early, on Thursday, and wasn’t coming back until Sunday. It felt like a good break from everything going on at school. But before we even left, things started going wrong. Our flight, which wasn’t until around 5 p.m., got delayed earlier that day. Then another hour. Then another. By the time we got to the airport, it just kept getting pushed back. Eventually, we boarded around 11 p.m., took off, and about an hour into the flight, they told us we had to turn around. Something with air traffic control and weather. We flew all the way back to Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport, landed around midnight, and the flight got canceled. Everyone was in line trying to figure things out, and somehow, right when we got to the front, a new flight opened at 5 a.m. So we stayed in the airport all night, sleeping on the ground, going back and forth for food, half-awake the whole time.

Eventually, we made it home...

On Sunday, before I left, my mom had gotten each of us a kite for Easter, and my two younger brothers and I went out into the backyard to fly them. It was sunny, windy, and the ground was still a little flooded, but it didn’t really matter. I can’t remember the last time I flew a kite. At first, it took some effort to get them up. You’d hold it up, wait for the wind to catch, give it a small boost, and then slowly let out more string. And then suddenly, it would just take off. At a certain point, you weren’t really doing anything anymore. It was just up there, steady, moving with the wind.

It was simple, but it felt meaningful. We don’t really get time like that anymore, just being outside, doing something kind of pointless together. No pressure, no schedule, just being there. One of the kites got stuck in a tree, and it’s probably still there, but for a while, all three of them were in the air, and it felt like one of those moments you don’t really plan for, but end up remembering anyway. And if nothing else, I did learn that kites are apparently more reliable than airplanes when it comes to getting off the ground.


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