I seem to TRY to put a happy spin on things. This may be a good thing –or not.
I get up in the mornings and walk my 2 miles before I start my day.
My husband does not share this walk.
One day, as I rounded the corner, I looked up to see a man approaching.
He walked like Joe, was built like Joe. It WAS Joe!
What a welcome sight.
He had come to meet me. Before he got to me, I had a feeling— of surprise–of love- of unexpected joy.
My thoughts were, “Is this what will happen when I’m almost home, and the angels come to meet me, to guide me over to the other side?”.
Maybe not. I AM a romantist and such a comfort I find, sometimes, in small events.