The man who runs my morning coffee cart drives past me while I am waiting to cross the street. He makes a fleeting joke out the window, mostly lost to the wind. But I laugh anyways, amazed and happy to be reminded that I exist in the eyes of others.
Star Fitzmaurice is a recent NYU graduate just trying to make the best out of her apartment’s square-footage. She writes, draws, knits, crochets, and does any creative activity you can think of. If she doesn’t yet, give it time.
Cheerful greeting recognizing another human – priceless.
I think I’ll make that my morning affirmation, or write a grace using that beautiful idea! You now exist in my eyes Star.
As good writing does, this triggers strong memories—for me, the good soul who ran my train station’s coffee stand for years.
The day I told him I’d been downsized at work, he upsized my latte and refused payment.
How can I be the Coffee Cart Hero for someone today?
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