I went to yoga this morning and then stopped at Panera for a coffee and a bagel and a little quiet/me time. I sat near three men who after about 20 minutes finished their conversation and then parted ways. One of them came over to me and told me that I’m too beautiful to be sitting all alone, especially at holiday time. Why is there nobody with me? That started a whole long conversation. He asked if he could join me and we talked about this and that: life, family, politics, money; we told a few jokes. Then as he was leaving he walked over to me, held my face between his two hands, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. He was 75 and going off to join a card game that he was already late for.
I will never forget this day.