Today, I had the good fortune to spend a little time chatting with a kind, cheerful old gentleman. For a few precious minutes, I felt a welcome distance from the weight of stress and worries that have been clinging to us lately.
He told me that the badges pinned to his hat were souvenirs from a journey across Europe, each one collected from small, far-flung villages along the way. Every badge carried a story, and somehow, in his presence, the world felt a little lighter.
Today, I had the good fortune to spend a little time chatting with a kind, cheerful old gentleman. For a few precious minutes, I felt a welcome distance from the weight of stress and worries that have been clinging to us lately. He told me that the badges pinned to his hat were souvenirs from a journey across Europe, each one collected from small, far-flung villages along the way. Every badge carried a story, and somehow, in his presence, the world felt a little lighter.
