I was struck by something my 14-year-old daughter did yesterday. She randomly looked up and waved to the sky with such intention and purpose that I stopped in my tracks. We were walking the family dogs in a sparse and unpopulated regional park, which made the gesture bizarre, as it couldn't have been mistaken for her waving at a nearby friend.
For a brief moment I thought my daughter was on 'something' and having a hallucinatory moment. This prompted a VERY quick response, "What are you doing?"
"I'm waving at the plane."
I hadn't noticed the aircraft at 30,000 feet.
"Okaaaay, BUT why?
"I'll never forget the first time I was in a plane, looking out the window, it was magical. I so badly wanted one of the ant-sized people to look up and wave at me. Even when we fly now, I'm still hoping it will happen. I know there's a kid on that plane thinking the same thing and I want to be the one waving back."