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"private moments"

What do you do when you see someone having a "private moment" (I'm not sure that's the best word choice, but I'm going to go with it) in public?
Whether it's a hello or goodbye. There is almost always love shown. It's like in Love Actually at the beginning when it's talking about airports "Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport...seems to me love is everywhere...love is all around"
Sometimes there are tears. Sometimes just lots of hugs and smiles.
Sometimes it's parents saying goodbye to their kid as they go on the bus for the day...maybe someone saying goodbye for a weekend...a week...a month... etc.
I've had a lot of these lately. A fun one...Sarah drove me home from our dinner and she veered to the side of Bissell to let me out. We're saying our "stay-in-touch"es when a car comes up behind her and decides to make sure we know they're there HONK HONK. Fine. Don't you know we're having an important moment... guess not. =)
It's hard to believe my own big "private-public moment" in public is approaching so quickly: my goodbye at the airport as I leave for San Antonio, TX (for training) next Sunday.

I usually stare & soak up a little love while I watch and smile.

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