Last week I went to Earth Fare to get our groceries and I see a familiar face of someone that I see often around Asheville. If you live here then you know exactly who I’m talking about. She’s an older woman, blond straight hair that will play her guitar and sing around town. I always enjoy hearing her when I venture out of the house and today for some odd reason I wanted to reach out.
After getting my groceries she was still playing there to the side with a puppy on a leash as I’m fumbling in my purse to find some money for her jar and I walk over. I told her that I really enjoy seeing her around town when I go somewhere and she smiled at me, the most beautiful smile I think I’ve ever seen and tells me how much she appreciated me telling her that.
I couldn’t help but let a tear slide down my cheek as I walked to my minivan with Baby M.
It’s odd how you can see someone over the years and enjoy knowing that they are out there but then to speak to them, afraid that it might break some sort of spell, and totally think that they are amazing.
Her smile made my day brighter and I cannot wait to see her again. Everyone matters and she matters to me.