Good Human

 On my morning route of errands and walks and listening to the latest Audible find (Rachel Maddow's Prelude), I stopped at Whole Foods.  The store had some items I could scan for my ShopKick app and I thought I'd get a few things.  That's kind of a Treat Yo Self store.  They have some this candy that isn't so high in sugar and god knows I need to be less high on sugar.  

Their escalator was out so I got on the elevator with two women.  One had done her shopping for the week and the other had a small bag like me.  The one with the small bag got out of the elevator first and I looked over to the woman with the shopping cart to let her go before me.  She smiled and motioned for me to go first.  I thanked her and left.

Ever get the feeling from a person that they are just a good human?  Oh plenty of people have let me step off the elevator before them and I thank them, but I never get this feeling like I just met someone really nice.  Maybe it was the way she smiled at me that let me know.  You got the feeling that she would be that person who would hand you a tissue if she saw you crying in the ladies room and put her hand on your shoulder to let you know it's ok.  Someone who would just show up when you were sick and watch TV with you just to keep you company.  They would just know when you needed them.  I know!  All of that from someone who smiled at me?

I realized after writing about some of the people in my life that have come and gone, that I was pretty much used by 95% of my friends.  Or there just wasn't something right, like something missing.

It's a tough world.  It's not easy finding the good humans.  I got to keep trying I guess. 

No that doesn't mean I'm going to go hang out in the Whole Foods parking lot.  

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