What in the world are you talking about?

That’s the look a couple of my classes gave me when I showed them this title, and with good reason. They can’t drive! 🙂


Anyway, I had a good topic in mind that I will save for another date. This came to me today via “The Monday Club” and Hannah Brencher. She’s the founder of the site, The World Need More Love Letters, a site dedicated to letter writing for people who have fallen on hard times. It’s a really cool idea and seems to be growing. Imagine getting 200+ letters telling you that yes, you are worth it, you are awesome, and you need to keep going! The Monday Club basic is a weekly email tell us that Monday’s are to be celebrated, not avoided! You can sign up for it here.

This week’s email was titled like my blog, “Who Picks You Up At The Airport?” In this email, Hannah talks about an encounter with a coffee shop owner, who, after watch Hannah avoid numerous social situations, asks her, “I wonder who picks you up at the airport. That’s all.”


Hannah then goes on to talk about the need to step outside of our box, and get into our “community”.

Be willing to ask for the favor. Be willing to accept help. Be willing to text the flight itinerary and hurl your bag into the back seat of someone’s car.

As I thought about this, I came up with three people off the top of my head who would pick me up:

Patrick: My brother (happy birthday tomorrow, little brother), is the first who came to mind. We’ve never had the best of relationships, but if I asked, I know he’d be there.

Kevin: He’s my brother from another mother. Kev and I roomed together for four years in college and have kept in touch since. While he lives in the Twin Cities, he be there.

Julie: Julie has been a friend for as long as Kev. For a long time, we’d see her family and Kevin’s over Labor Day. We’d grill and have a few beers and just enjoy each other’s company. Julie’s family is high school aged now, so she’s “busy” (like the rest of us weren’t), but she still ranks high.

Now, this isn’t to say that others in my life wouldn’t pick me up, but I’d have to put myself out there and ask. Not an easy thing for an introvert who’d rather curl with with a book than talk with those around him! Because of this, I leave you with the last sentence in Hannah’s email:

There are people who are willing and ready to pick you up from the airport but you’ll never know who if you don’t humbly ask.