We need to smile more often, Philly.
Two things before I get started. Actually three.
First, as I sit to write this, I realize that this is my second encounter with the human kindness of strangers over coffee. You can read about my other good Samaritan over here.
Second and third, I do not normally drink Wawa coffee (I’ve been enjoying a Rojos single origin recently) nor did I expect this to become a raving endorsement of Wawa, but, you know, it’s a Philly thing.
Okay, picture this: a mom of an early rising, ready to roll toddler, finds herself without any coffee filters. This morning could go South very quickly. She - me - remembers another refined coffee drinker mentioning that Wawa was better than some of the local roasted=to-burnt options. So I think, okay, okay. I can do this. I will scoop up a coffee and tear over to a playground, thus the successful cajoling of said toddler into car so early in the am.
My co-pilot loves and adventure, so we toddled in to the Wawa. I procured said cup - 16 oz of warm goodness - and we were on our way, a careful juggling act of masks, kids and hot beverage, when I saw a man, that I can only describe as Philly, double back at 7:10am to hold the door for us.
Masked, his eyes twinkled.
“Kindness still exists!” I belted out.
He laughed and shouted back, “Yes!”
“YOU,” I pointed at him, with an unexpected free hand as he held the door open, “Have a fantastic day!”
“You too!” I could hear his smile.
This was six days ago, and I am still smiling when I think of this beloved brother who I may never know but has reminded me that we can still be heart centered, and kind; we can still be what makes us human in uncertain times.
In fact, now is when we need kindness and community more than ever. More than ever. Our fear is masking where we are being asked to grow.
You know, I have had some phenomenal cups of coffee these past few months, but nothing has compared to what I sipped on all morning while my son traipsed through the open fields to the playground. I drank the restoration of hope that we can be the best of what we are, now.
Thank you Philly for reminding me of that community that fierce love we have for each other.
Cheers,
Kate
ps.
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