A stranger named Kat stopped me on the street in downtown D.C. to say she supports me and gave me a hug.
Kat, you’re a good person. ❤️
Kat, you’re a good person. ❤️
Wow. Just got in a Lyft, and another older gentleman named Sal:
“I recognize you. You’re the one dealt with that [expletive] at the restaurant. Some people.”
You’re a good person, Sal. ❤️
“I recognize you. You’re the one dealt with that [expletive] at the restaurant. Some people.”
You’re a good person, Sal. ❤️
Gonna keep a running thread here of lovely strangers.
I’m here to see “Ocean’s 8” at the theater, and a young man walks up to me and says:
“Hi, I’m Ivel, and I just wanna say I’m Cuban, and I’m so sorry you had to go through that.”
And then he gave me a hug. And I told him most of the staff of Cuba Libre are wonderful. ❤️
“Hi, I’m Ivel, and I just wanna say I’m Cuban, and I’m so sorry you had to go through that.”
And then he gave me a hug. And I told him most of the staff of Cuba Libre are wonderful. ❤️
And now trying not to cry in the middle of the movie theater because people are so very sweet.
