People just come into your life and surprise you...
....no matter what you believe, what happened to me today is always a smile producing, heart warming feeling.....and makes you think that people do still care.
Today I went to bottle a couple of batches of wine...I know..."me bad"....only if you believe that I'm "drinking" from those batches....it was fun....good to get away from the regular "routine". After that I went for lunch with a friend...at a pub....okay, okay...don't condemn me...nobody said I wasn't allowed a glass (or two) or a bottle (or two) of wine/beer. Anyways.................
After a very yummy bowl of clam chowder and a seafood sandwich I had to pee....okay...I had had a beer...which is why I had to pee. So I went to the lovely pub restroom...which you can never trust because hello....many a drunken sailorettes have sprinkled on the toilet seats.....which is why they have (instead of hand sanitizer)....toilet seat cleaner....I kidd you not. So yeah...I'm peeing....and I notice these very cool snake skin shoes in the stall next to me....now there's a blast from the 80's! I head out to wash my hands and out comes this 70 - 75 year old woman....she's beautifully "kept"...I mean that in a good way...her hair is perfect, her make-up is nice and she just looks great. She washes her hands and then proceeds to wipe around the sinks...almost delaying time...as if for a purpose. And yes....I do believe in this kind of "stuff". The conversation goes like this....
Her: "Don't mind me...."
Me: "Habit I guess?"
Her: "Old habits die hard"
Me: "lol...that's okay"
Her: "Can I ask? Do you wear your bandana because....."
Me: ......"yes"
Her: "You are a brave soul. Can I bless you?"
Me: "Sure...why not?"
Her: *makes a cross on my forehead and says a silent prayer*....very obviously a Catholic.
Me: "Thank you."
Her: "Be strong and God Bless"
And then I went back to my beer and she stayed in the bathroom for a while longer. Whatever you believe/don't believe.....the world needs more people who give a shit. I went back to that beer very grateful of that total stranger.
Today I went to bottle a couple of batches of wine...I know..."me bad"....only if you believe that I'm "drinking" from those batches....it was fun....good to get away from the regular "routine". After that I went for lunch with a friend...at a pub....okay, okay...don't condemn me...nobody said I wasn't allowed a glass (or two) or a bottle (or two) of wine/beer. Anyways.................
After a very yummy bowl of clam chowder and a seafood sandwich I had to pee....okay...I had had a beer...which is why I had to pee. So I went to the lovely pub restroom...which you can never trust because hello....many a drunken sailorettes have sprinkled on the toilet seats.....which is why they have (instead of hand sanitizer)....toilet seat cleaner....I kidd you not. So yeah...I'm peeing....and I notice these very cool snake skin shoes in the stall next to me....now there's a blast from the 80's! I head out to wash my hands and out comes this 70 - 75 year old woman....she's beautifully "kept"...I mean that in a good way...her hair is perfect, her make-up is nice and she just looks great. She washes her hands and then proceeds to wipe around the sinks...almost delaying time...as if for a purpose. And yes....I do believe in this kind of "stuff". The conversation goes like this....
Her: "Don't mind me...."
Me: "Habit I guess?"
Her: "Old habits die hard"
Me: "lol...that's okay"
Her: "Can I ask? Do you wear your bandana because....."
Me: ......"yes"
Her: "You are a brave soul. Can I bless you?"
Me: "Sure...why not?"
Her: *makes a cross on my forehead and says a silent prayer*....very obviously a Catholic.
Me: "Thank you."
Her: "Be strong and God Bless"
And then I went back to my beer and she stayed in the bathroom for a while longer. Whatever you believe/don't believe.....the world needs more people who give a shit. I went back to that beer very grateful of that total stranger.
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i once had a Priest stop me in the grocery store, after watching M for a few moments, and asked me if he could bless her. he said he hoped that I knew what a precious gift from God she was. I told him that I knew.. and he said "I am not sure you do... "
That left me a bit rattled. Because I DO know. It took me 5 years and 4 miscarriages to have her! So I am not sure if maybe he meant something else? Either way, it was quite moving.