Love in the Lowe’s
I was sitting on the floor of the Lowe’s today waiting on the key cutter to cut new keys. A man was talking to the key cutter while he worked. I don’t know what they were talking about because they were talking in Spanish. The man, it turns out was the dad of a family who came walking down the aisle to join him. Walking, except for a boy about age four who came tearing toward his dad, gave him a hug, saw me, and veered in my direction. He looked at me like he had found the most wonderful thing in the world: a grownup sitting on the floor.
I patted the concrete next to me.
He sat.
We talked in the language of smiles. I admired the slice of pizza in his hand. He touched me on the arm. His mama smiled at us both, seated there on the floor, her boy being so outgoing and full of life.
Then the keys were done.
I forgot how to say goodbye in Spanish, stupid brain can’t dredge up “Adios” when it needed it.
He waved. I waved.
Outside, walking toward the car, my husband said, “You are a magnet for small children.”
I loved him from the moment I laid eyes on him.
Maybe he knew that.
Joe Hawes
We all know that. You are a magnet for small children no matter how old they are
Ellen Morris Prewitt
😀 😀 😀
Emma
I am in awe that you are able to sit on the floor and get back up!
Ellen Morris Prewitt
Ha, ha, ha–you know I bought two new hips almost ten years ago. The power of bionics!
Marie A Bailey
What a sweet story! Like Emma, I’m marveling at your ability to sit on a concrete floor and get back up. I see you have a new generation of hips, but still … just the thought makes my butt ache and knees buckle. 😆
Ellen Morris Prewitt
The other side of the coin: I was unwilling to stand while we waited on the key. Weak, so down I went. And the child met me there, a perfect confluence.