In the holiday joy, almost Thanksgiving, it was dark of night when a car stopped in the access-way of a business center.
The driver behind that car laid on the horn, blaring repeatedly.
I walked between the two cars, and motioned to the driver of the second car to stop, which is what happened. I then spoke with the driver of the first car.
He was a very senior citizen and had gotten confused. I guided him forward so he could safely find his direction, while not blocking the access-way.
I then went to the second car, driven by a middle-age woman, who had begun to calm down when she saw the other driver move out of her way and saw my smile.
When I explained to her why he did what he did and how old he is, she looked embarrassed by what she had done.
I told her my impression is she is too nice to respond this way, and wished her a Happy Thanksgiving. She smiled softly, and I had the sense she was sorry for her actions.
Sometimes we let the worst of our emotions take over, forgetting there is a reason for everything and that patience would serve us well.
With Love To All - Dick
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