Dave (courier_iii) wrote,
Dave
courier_iii

We Smiled and Said Hello for the First Time This Morning.....,

Often, as I'm leaving this house for work in the morning, I'll see a late middle-aged woman coming up the street. It's likely that she's somebody's grandmother already.
She's heavy set, and walks with a limp. Her pace is a bit slow.
Sometimes, she's with a friend. Today she was alone.
She's always there.

The timing was such that we met exactly as I was opening the door to the Jeep. It was a brief exchange, no more then thirty seconds. It was just one of life's pleasant courtesies and then we were both on our way.

She's not from the neighborhood.
I'm most certain that she gets off a bus that's a half-mile away. Her destination is a fast food restaurant another half block beyond. That can't be an easy walk, or an easy job standing all day, and at minimum wage at that. But she's there, daily, and doesn't even seem to mind.

She's a quiet hero in a way.
She's accepted life as it happened, and she's dealing with it.
Subscribe
  • Post a new comment

    Error

    Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal

    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

  • 4 comments