On Monday afternoons, the library I go to brings in adults from a group home nearby. Today on my way out, I stopped in the ladies room. At the sink there was a woman who was standing and staring at herself in the mirror. I think that she was in her early 70's, and her disability was not one that was visible to me.
She didn't move or stop when I came in, but our eyes met in the mirror. I told her she looked lovely, and she did, she was very pretty in purple. She didn't say a word and her eyes never left mine in the mirror, but she smiled one of the the biggest smiles that I have ever seen.
I've found myself thinking about her all day. I wonder what she was thinking as she looked at herself in the mirror. It wasn't sadness that I read in her eyes, but when I think of her now, I feel a sadness for her and it makes my heart ache. I do know that I'm going to look for her next week and see if I can make her smile again.
Let me know if you see her again
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DeleteSometimes a smile is worth 1000 words 🤗
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DeleteIt’s the seeming small things that turn into monumental moments.
ReplyDeleteYou are so right Toni 🙏❤️☺️
ReplyDeleteShe probably thought that was the nicest thing anyone has said to her in a long while. :)
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful. You are one of the most beautiful and kindnest person ever. So happy that I can call you my friend
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your kind post. I'm sorry that I don't know who this is though. I'm embarrassed 🙁
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ReplyDeleteNannysixpack = Carol Mueller
ReplyDelete❤️❤️❤️❤️ I had a inkling it was you! Thank you!
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