I wish the world would listen to my mom. She knows what she is talking about. Or, rather, what she is smiling about. I remember when I was young, we would drive to Erie to visit my aunt. And my mom would wave. To everyone. I don't know why but embarrassing as it was to a teenage, I thought that was a pretty nice thing to do. When we are out, she smiles at everyone. Sometimes a chuckle to go with that smile. Especially at little kids. I love that. Now honestly sometimes, a remark mumbled under her breath makes me laugh even more, but my mom always has a smile for little kids.
So today on campus, at the grocery store, on the road, I got to thinking that there are a whole lot of people who need to spend some time with my mom. The crabbier that people seem to be, the friendlier I become. Which makes me think (since I am so much like my mom) that that is the purpose behind her own friendliness.
This afternoon - in the frame of about a half hour - I think that there may just be a happier bank teller, a happier cashier at the grocery store, and maybe one or two happier people behind the wheel. I was thinking of my mom as I left the office at lunchtime and I decided to share a little of her today.
So I hope you enjoy her. Thanks mom! I love you!!!!