October 28, 2008

• I ride the bus. Everywhere. My mom was apologizing about some problem on the car and I stopped her with “Mom, I don’t have a car. I walk. Everywhere. Or get a bus. ANYTHING sounds good.”

  Sometimes I see little things that make me happy. Today on the bus, a woman held a sleeping baby in her arms. The baby’s pacifier fell to the floor. Three seats back and to the left, a man got up—almost jumped up—and picked up the pacifier before it could get any dirtier, and handed it to the woman. It would have been so hard for her to have gotten.
  What a gentleman.

  What a simple piece of love to see on the bus.

  • 5:13 pm
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