So last week, Jon posted about how it's important to see every encounter with another person as a way to show love. And at the time, as I do with most things, I thought, wow that's great, and posted my comment, and went on with my life. Until it hit me, in an independent event, that I'm treating this whole deal like it can be managed through special events - time to show love, let's go to the nursing home!- kind of deal. But Jon is soooo right. Love is a state of being. For anyone who took Spanish, it's ser, not estar. I think. Maybe I shouldn't use Spanish analogies.
But the point is, Jon's totally right. This kind of hit home a couple of days ago when I was thinking about my life as compared to the writings of Mother Teresa (amazing), and then was strengthened by this conversation I had in Walmart with my cashier. Nothing deep at all, but I had a real, naturally-flowing conversation with her, just about who both of us are. I'll probably never see her again, but I could make a really busy, probably not-so-enjoyable shift just a little bit better because I saw her as a person. That's cool. Cost to me? No costs, just a satisfied feeling and a smile on my way out of the local branch of the Evil Empire.
It's the little things that count, yall.
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