The quick brown fox jumped over the good, but lazy Parker family.

love, actually

Friday, 19 September 2014


Tonight, sitting lonely and alone, on a long business flight back from the west coast, I witnessed one of the most beautiful, spontaneous, cinematic-voyeur moments that I’ve seen in a long, long time.

Shortly after I took my seat, I noticed a guy in front of me was talking back and forth with the stewardess, who had camped out in our row while people boarded the plane. He was 65ish and DC-professional, and spent the whole flight working on some sort of legal document on his iPad. She was 50+, very put together, and a truly southern lady.

And all was going perfectly boringly, until…

I’m paraphrasing from one of my favorite movies of all time, but one thing I will never forget: there’s someone out there for everyone – even if you need a pickaxe, a compass, and night goggles to find them.

Love blossoms in the heart of Southwest.