City life

I know I sometimes complain about the weird, disturbing people that populate cities. You know, the lady who ran away from me when I asked her what brought her and her husband to DC. The person who stole my wallet and spent $2000 in 15 minutes. There are awesome people too. The 007 type I had dinner with the other night. The State Department couple who have lived all over the world. It takes all kinds.

Yesterday, I was standing in line at the store and the man standing in the line next to me turns to me and says, "HI!" A big hi, like a "it's great to see you again" hi. Except that he was a total stranger. A large-boned, tall, middle-aged man. I did that big city, don't-make-eye-contact, who-the-hell-are-you, I-don't-want-to-be-rude, so reluctantly, "hi."

And then he says "May the Lord guard and keep you and protect you along the way."

For a moment, I was stunned. And then I said, "thank you."

He gave me the most beautiful, angelic smile in return. Like I had done him the biggest favor a person can do.

And then we each paid for our groceries and went on our way.

It was kind of amazing, really. I keep thinking about his smile. People are weird, but surprisingly wonderful too.

More later,