Many years ago, I met a lady who has since then become my personal hero. When I first ran across her, she was sitting on a Greyhound bench, her gaze seemed to focus on an object far into the distance. Perhaps even the future. I was waiting for a customer to arrive who had called for a cab pick-up around 2 AM. Suffice to say, I was relieved to not be in the after-bar fray. About to find a quiet spot, I heard a voice say, “Do you wanna sit here? I won’t bite.” Looking down, here is this beautiful small woman with long blue hair wearing the most shocking display of clothing. “Hi, I’m Sandy. What’s your name?” I thought what’s the harm— so I said, “My name is Maggie. Nice to make your acquaintance.”
We sat in silence for what felt like a few hours. She continued to watch people as they boarded and unboarded, starting one journey or ending another. “So what are you waiting for?” she asked me in a low voice. I was about to give her the abridged version of what I do for a living, when she raised both of her arms drenched in Day-Glo orange and green. At once, everything stopped as if it were a scene in a movie.
Then, she spoke, “So many people do nothing but travel all their lives. Looking for that next green pasture, or perhaps the better arrangement. I’ve been sitting here for a long time watching them go away, only to come back a little sicker, much older but usually not wiser. What do you want most in your life—money? Love? Better weather? Different family?” A wracking cough overtook her then so I waited to see what she said next.
I was transfixed by this mysterious, unnameable woman. The woman then continued, “If you will listen, I will tell you the secret of it all. It is to to be selfless! Help others! Compassion! Everything you learned when you were a kid. Ding! Ding! That’s the answer. Don’t give a crap about others’ opinions!”
She lowered her arms and people started rushing to and fro again as if nothing happened. Then, this beautiful glowing pixie, danced right into the crowd and disappeared. Just like that. I could tell you that I learned the true meaning of love, trust, peace. I still don’t have those answers. She showed me that it is a beautiful thing to be who you are—even if you are only four feet tall and wear Day-Glo clothes. That’s why she is my hero.
Linked to Mindlovemisery Menagerie’s Tale Weaver prompt
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