Sitting with my son at an empty restaurant counter, the two of us drifting in and out of conversation as we tend to do.
An older woman walks up to me and says “Excuse me. Is this your son? I just wanted to say, you seem very comfortable with each other. It’s nice to see.”
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An older woman walks up to me and says “Excuse me. Is this your son? I just wanted to say, you seem very comfortable with each other. It’s nice to see.”
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Let me tell you, that is among the nicest things anyone has ever said to me.
It is one thing to feel like you have a close, comfortable relationship with your child. It is another to have someone else tell you they can tell.
It was so out of the blue. And it made my day.
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It is one thing to feel like you have a close, comfortable relationship with your child. It is another to have someone else tell you they can tell.
It was so out of the blue. And it made my day.
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And this wasn’t today. It was months ago.
I still think of it often.
I think it was that she saw us in the most regular of moments. We were there eating a casual bite, drifting in and out of being present, talking and then not, quiet and then talking some more.
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I still think of it often.
I think it was that she saw us in the most regular of moments. We were there eating a casual bite, drifting in and out of being present, talking and then not, quiet and then talking some more.
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Sat at the same empty counter with my son this afternoon and thought of that exchange.
A few months ago, a stranger walked up to me and said something very kind. I’m sure she has no idea how much it meant to me. But I do.
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A few months ago, a stranger walked up to me and said something very kind. I’m sure she has no idea how much it meant to me. But I do.
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