The rubbish in our life continues and today has been especially disappointing. For one brief moment in time, there seemed to be light at the end of the tunnel. However...not to be.
So, I went for a walk to cheer myself up and to run some errands, one of which was to drop off a pearl earring at the jewelers on the High Street to be re-affixed to its post. Heather, the owner, had done this for the other earring a couple of months ago, so I dashed in and presented the second one.
She said she would do it right away and, as in the first instance, refused to charge me. I said I had to give her something this time, so she said...buy me a cup of coffee. The front of where her little store is located is a coffee shop, so off we went and I bought her a coffee.
Now here comes the point of the story...as I was about to leave Heather said thanks for the coffee and as she did, she leaned in, took my hand in hers and kissed me gently on the cheek. Her hand was warm as was her face as she pressed it to mine. Instantly, I felt better...on some level Heather must have read that I needed this expression of affection and encouragement.
I keep asking myself what is the lesson I am being presented with in the turmoil of my life right now and after today I think it must be that there is a hundred good people for every bad one and there is always light at the end of the tunnel. So I have to trust and be patient and know that this too shall pass.