Between flights at Denver sitting in McDonald restaurant with fellow travelers–most with mouths full of junk food and ears full of iPhones. A setting devoid of human interaction or emotion.
A nice looking woman–possibly Hawaiian or Asian–joins the masses and makes a call on her electronic device.
Soon she begins to whimper, then cry louder. She hangs up, buries her face in shaking hands and breaks into heavy sobbing. She obviously has received bad news. Probably a death in the family.
A white haired matron walks past with her professor-looking husband to an empty table nearby. As she sheds the assorted foam and paper wraps from their meals, she notices the distressed younger woman.
Without prelude, questions or introduction, the matron approached the sobbing younger woman and announced, “You need a hug.”
The pair stood and embraced–strangers in an impersonal setting–for at least a minute. The sobbing ceased and both returned to their meals. People power at its best!
Now, I can hardly see the keyboard through MY tears. A hug would be nice.
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