I cannot remember when I received a smile as big and warm and excited as the smile I received this evening. While the smile did not come from granddaughter Lucy, it came because of her.
I ordered dinner from Door Dash last night. Multiple issues with that, I know. Not the least of which is it represents a new retreat in the current self-care effort. I acknowledge the problems and hope to address at least some of them. Starting today.
For last night, I did what I did.
Ukash, the Dasher arrived. As we interacted, I realized that Ukash lives with an issue with his hearing. We were able to communicate nonetheless.
As our interaction came to a close, Lucy flashed into my mind and heart. In addition to English words, Lucy is earning signs. Mom. Dad. Water. More. All done. Banana. Up. You’re welcome. And thank you. She may know more. Those are the ones I have picked up while with her.
I decided to give it a try. “Thank you,” I signed to Ukash
His face lit up with joy. I thought his smile would break his face as he signed, “You’re welcome.”
I smiled back. We shook hands. Ukash entered his car for his next delivery. I headed to my apartment to eat food I did not need.
The experience has stayed with me.
Courtesy of Lucy and her parents, I experienced a holy moment of beauty and love. I have been smiling ever since. I hope Ukash has been smiling too.
Along the Graybeard Trail 