Saturday, June 10, 2006

Blessings

Yesterday I carried a cardigan in a plastic carrier bag just in case it got cooler.

During my bus ride home, a young girl sat beside me. While her mother was swapping seats so she could sit near us, some grocery fell out of her carrier bag; presumably, there was a hole in the bag. I gave her my carrier bag and put on my cardigan as it was getting cooler.

There's only one of us in this game called life. When one is blessed all is blessed.

With love,
Enocia