Wednesday, June 8, 2011

OneWord: Corner

I met him at the corner of walk and don't walk, while trying to decide whether to walk. It was one of those days -- anything that could've gone wrong had. I certainly wasn't in any position to meet or acknowledge the person who could change my life. But there he was, helping me retrieve the small mountain of stuff I accidentally deposited in the puddle by his feet as I tripped off the curb. And I was so frustrated and so frazzled I could barely bring myself to civilly meet his eye and mutter a thanks. But when I did, the look I received had such warmth and grace it faded the petty challenges of the day into nothing.


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