Somewhere in Wyoming, I was standing outside a truck stop waiting for my husband to return to the car. Casually my eyes drifted over the people moving about their business as I was soaking in the warmth of the sun and the luxury of standing for a few moments. I was enjoying this moment of solitude.
Suddenly I notice a woman with a cigarette making her way towards my area. Dismayed, I noticed there was a bench near by. Internally I rolled my eyes, willing her to move on and not interrupt my peace. She plopped herself down on the bench, looked straight at me and said, “I love your hair color. Is that natural?” I confirmed her suspicions that indeed it was natural. She continued chatting, telling me how her hair was gray but not like mine so she has to color it. Then she said something that made me laugh, “I’m going to be 58 this year, and you are much younger than me.”
My response was, “Thank you, but I am already 58, so I am not younger than you.”
She looked shocked. “I thought you were in your forties,” she replied.
I told her she made my day and that put a smile on my face for the rest of the afternoon. When my husband returned to the car, the lady had one more comment for him. “You have a beautiful wife.”
“I know,” he replied.
A few kind words changed my view of this woman. I want to remember that and be mindful of what I say. Perhaps I can make someone smile for an afternoon as they revisit something I’ve said to them.