I Believe Smiling At Somebody Can Change Their Day
[b][u]It Changed Mine[/u][/b]
It's pretty bad when "that one day someone smiled at you" becomes something you never forget --- and it happened years ago. I guess that means not many smile at me. Or maybe it was just the way this person smiled at me, along with the timing of it all (the fact I really needed it that day) that makes it one I will never forget. (Or, maybe it was just because he was really cute and I thought I was unlovable by men at the time).
I was going through divorce, my dog just died, I packed up everything I owned in my SUV and lived in a guest room at a friend's house. I decided to do my afternoon writings for work in a coffee shop, so I set up a nice little work station, sipped coffee, wrote/worked. I occasionally drifted off into dark thoughts (like loneliness, doubt, fear of the unknown..). I was actually getting a lump in my throat from emotions wanting to well up.
Suddenly I looked up and there was this man smiling at me. I was surprised - this never happens to me. I even quickly glanced behind me to see if it was meant for someone else but there was no one around or behind me. He smiled at [u]me[/u]. So, I smiled back. And he continued walking on out the door.
Afterwards I was kinda in shock.
A man smiled at me.
Wow. :)
I really did feel good the rest of that darn day.... Heck, even recalling it all these years later makes me grin. I can't remember what he looked like, what he wore, but I remember a man smiled at me. We really should offer this for each other more often, huh?
It's pretty bad when "that one day someone smiled at you" becomes something you never forget --- and it happened years ago. I guess that means not many smile at me. Or maybe it was just the way this person smiled at me, along with the timing of it all (the fact I really needed it that day) that makes it one I will never forget. (Or, maybe it was just because he was really cute and I thought I was unlovable by men at the time).
I was going through divorce, my dog just died, I packed up everything I owned in my SUV and lived in a guest room at a friend's house. I decided to do my afternoon writings for work in a coffee shop, so I set up a nice little work station, sipped coffee, wrote/worked. I occasionally drifted off into dark thoughts (like loneliness, doubt, fear of the unknown..). I was actually getting a lump in my throat from emotions wanting to well up.
Suddenly I looked up and there was this man smiling at me. I was surprised - this never happens to me. I even quickly glanced behind me to see if it was meant for someone else but there was no one around or behind me. He smiled at [u]me[/u]. So, I smiled back. And he continued walking on out the door.
Afterwards I was kinda in shock.
A man smiled at me.
Wow. :)
I really did feel good the rest of that darn day.... Heck, even recalling it all these years later makes me grin. I can't remember what he looked like, what he wore, but I remember a man smiled at me. We really should offer this for each other more often, huh?