To the stranger I met today….
Thank you. Thank you for seeing the sad girl in the grocery store. She was trying to be invisible decked out in a messy bun and sweats because she was having a rough day and couldn’t bear to put makeup on. A girl hiding because calculating her groceries because she only has a limited budget sometimes embarrasses her.
Thank you for looking past her shield of sweat pants armor.
Thank you for seeing a girl who needed someone to talk to her today. Who needed someone to see that she wasn’t invisible. Who needed to feel like she mattered in the world.
What you didn’t know was that she was struggling today. She was having a rough day, a rough week, a rough month, a rough life. She endured a harsh tear down last night from someone close to her. She felt small, she felt like a failure, she felt despair, she felt like quitting.
But all you saw was a sad girl and you did something so small. So insignificant to anyone watching. But to her it was huge.
You squeezed her shoulder, smiled, waved and said hi.
Your smile, made her smile. Your hi, made her feel visible. Your wave made her day.
So thank you. I’ve never met you before, and probably never will again, but today you made an invisible girl feel like someone cared.
And that felt good.
One Roughing It Out Lemon