It had been a good/bad day. It seemed like I was constantly being “tested” to bring myself back into balance and love. People kept cutting me off in traffic, challenging me in business dealings…you know the kind of day I’m referring to! I decided to go grocery shopping and check that off my list.
Wrong decision. The one thing we had decided on for dinner was sold out. The clerk I needed had a line of five people. I adapted. I called Lanny and we decided on something else. When I went to pick it up, it too was “out.” Fine. We’ll order in.
Stopped to get milk and a few staples, picked up some yellow roses, and paid for my goods. When I got to my car, someone had parked so close to me I could barely see the driver’s side. I went around, put the groceries in the other side, and attempted to put my cart up over the curb so it wouldn’t roll. One time. Two times. Three times. Finally, to the side of me, I heard a young voice: “Let me help you with that, ma’am,” he offered. He was mid-twenties, and had jumped out of his pick-up truck to help.
I thanked and thanked him. “No problem,” he smiled, “That’s what we’re supposed to do for each other!” I stopped in my tracks. I whispered softly to myself, “Thank you. Thank you for turning my day around when I didn’t.” I just sat in my car for a moment, relishing the freedom of the love moment.
It’s so easy to move into that love. And sometimes we might need a lovely reminder from a stranger to go there!