Don’t count the drops; count the catches

23 May

Because I never want to forget that something my mind thunk up helped a friend feel better …


My friend at AreYouZhaZha said this far more eloquently then I can today in her blog:

Walking across the street from my building to the main building a driver stopped, stopped her car in the middle of the road, with traffic, leaned her head out of her open window and shouted, “That is a beautiful dress!”  Instantly I went to Cloud 9—a rather odd expression for being elated, excited and giddy.

As I floated by with an absurd grin on my face another voice spoke to me,  “You don’t know who I am, do you?”  Let me segue by saying I HATE that question.  HATE.  If you have to ask it you’ve obviously seen that vacant look in my eyes.  Why embarrass me?  Insert nervious laughther.  “Of course I do.”  Not a total lie as I knew I should know who she was and I did know the face. …

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One Response to “Don’t count the drops; count the catches”

  1. Ginger May 30, 2013 at 7:25 pm #

    Yay! I love this!

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