Friday, April 14, 2017
there is still kindness in strangers
I went for a walk yesterday, partly because I need the exercise ever since my martial arts dojo was closed, and partly because I wanted to play Pokemon Go. I have a usual walk that I do, but I felt more energetic, and it was a gorgeous day, so I extended my route. This took me along more roadways than I prefer.
I hadn't planned on seeing anyone, so I wasn't really looking my best. My hair was pulled up and shoved into a massive lump on the back of my head, which was now windblown and messier. And, I had no makeup on. A woman waiting at a red-light yelled out of her car window and asked if I was okay. Was I sure I didn't need help?
It was late afternoon. I was sitting alone (battling Pokemon on my phone) and had no visible scars or blood. Yet, something must have set off her inner watchdog. At first I waved, signaling I was fine. That's when she asked if I needed help. I finally yelled back that I was okay and thanked her.
I can only imagine what a bedraggled mess I appeared.
My first reaction was embarrassment that she had called attention to my disheveled state in front of a line of cars, while I was engaging in nerd activity. My second reaction was gratitude that there are still people out there willing to help strangers.