[Last summer I had to sit between my sister and her husband on our way from Dallas to Vegas. LOL I just hate to fly. Marianne made fun of me for sitting by her husband where she should be, but she understood.]
On this particular trip though, I was traveling alone. I was seated next to a guy from Holland. I was busy reading a book until we hit a patch of turbelance. Scared and just instinct, I grabbed on to him. He laughed but understood and simply held my hand, telling me it would be okay. At the end of our flight, we exchanged emails and I thanked him for his kindness and off we went in seperate ways in the airport... A simple interaction and nothing romantic about it. Instead, sincere.
A few years later, I got an email from him asking me if I remembered him? Him, who wanted to be an architect... that we shared a flight once and that he came across my email at the bottom of his backpack that day by chance and decided to send it out into the world-- a message to see.
Ever have a quick experience like this? with a total stranger who may never cross your path again.