A man dutifully placed his groceries on the conveyer belt Tuesday night. Next in line, a little girl held up three small yogurt containers, not sure if she could put them on the belt. “Go ahead.” the man said. She smiled…one of those child-smiles that can lighten up the whole night. “She’s cute.” The man said to the girl’s mother. “How old is she? 5? 6?”
She’s 5, the mother replied as she and her husband continued emptying their cart. The man paid for his groceries and started to leave, then turned around and tapped the father on the arm. “I have an unusual request” the man said. “Sure,” replied the father.
“I used to be a teacher. And, with what happened last Friday…would you give her a hug for me?” Without saying a thing, the father turned and picked up his daughter, hugging her and turning so they could both see the man, who nodded at them, then headed out of the store, tears flowing from his eyes. He cried most of the way home…for the children…for the parents…for the smiles forever extinguished….
This story is not a parable…not made up…for I am that man.
Peace. Love. & Blessings.
Briseadh na Faire
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