Posted on FaceBook Jan. 9
The route I take to go for my workouts passes a senior's facility. As I drive home there is often a gentleman at the corner, sitting on his walker, waving at the people who pass through the four way stop -- a momentary captive audience.
He is there more times than not as I am driving home, which makes it seem like he is there quite a bit. It is as though he has made it his job to be the greeter of this intersection. His duty: to increase the joy, and connection in humanity, at the crossroads of X and Y. I find him to be heartwarming and give a wave back.
I guess we could all choose to have a similar job. Our crossroads, instead of being one intersection, would just float with us as we move through the day -- with our children at the breakfast table; with our co-workers in a meeting; with the gas attendant at the service station; with the person on the phone.
Does this gentleman do this because he is paid? I don't think so. I am guessing he does it because it feels good. Maybe it could for us too?
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