Niceness

Met this beautiful woman about two weeks ago at my favourite kaffe.  We struck up a lovely conversation and it felt like we were supposed to talk.  Many over lapping experiences.  But one thing that she has and I always admired --3 children and one adopted son from Afghanistan!!  Just a lovely, lovely person and  writer too!!

First published (March 20, 2020)-15 days ago (Today is April 5, 2020).  I want to add something. I had to rush for a meeting, and could not decide which bus to take, the one that came sooner but took longer or the one that came later but took less time, with a shorter route.  The one with shorter route, passed by me as I was thinking, I waved at the driver, I ran, and stopped and ran some more.  The gave up and started to walk away.  Then turned around and saw blinking lights of the bus as it was parked.  I ran and ran for next three minutes to get to the bus.  The driver kept waiting. Due to corona we could not board the bus in the front.  I waited till I got off.  Then I ran to the front door, and knocked.  Joined my hands and bowed!!  Tack så mycket!! Thanks so much.

Little joys of life!!  Grateful to all the kind souls!

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Two days ago, I was coming home from grocery shopping. 

I walk. 

I still haven to bought  a car.  Never got around to it since the US. In Fiji, since coup happened within a year of me being there and then a burglary I kept thinking i was leaving and i never bothered.  Here, my international driving licences expired before I could get a car.  Summers were spent else were and I never got around to it. 

Some of the pain confusion and sadness might have resulted from this lack of movement although I travelled plenty.

Back to the story. I was walking back, it was cold and dark.  And close to my house a bus stopped at the bus stop.  It kept waiting.  It took me a few seconds to realise that the driver was waiting for me.  I waved my hand to let him know that I did not need the bus.  He started again and saw my hand and then stopped again.  He was not sure. I ran up to the door joined my hands, bowed and said, "Tack så jatte mycket, men into behöver jag.  Thanks a lot, but I do not need it."

This simple kindness made me feel human.  Many more incidences ---but just wanted to share this one.  

Simple things that we do and what a difference it makes!

How these simple things for many of us single or not, living their own country or not make us seem SEEN.

I had a wonderful conversation with this lady whose picture I share here.  That conversation too felt like a shower in fresh water something that cleanses you and makes you feel alive....she and I shared ideas, and had some overlapping experiences and understood that world in the same way.  She is Swedish.  Now that is a miracle. To be living completely in a different country and connecting with those  with a different background...Underbar!! wonderful!!

We should aim for that --giving someone attention at least a few times a week...

Go out and do that for someone!!  Come back and share it here, and I can guarantee you that it will make you feel better about yourself....have a lovely day y'all!!