Blessed.

by graceelena on November 8, 2011

On my walk to school I checked my email and twitter on my phone. Then I looked up and saw two men walking toward me–both looking at their phones. I immediately put mine away.

I walked slowly, patiently, peacefully. I felt the breeze on my face and the warmth of the sun. I heard the rhythm of my boots as they touched the pavement. The man cleaning the sidewalk with the most brilliant smile said, “How are you?” I said, “Good, thank you. How are you?” He said, “blessed.”

Blessed. And I almost missed it all.