What a beautiful Summer Saturday and tomorrow sounds like it will be much of the same. The days until I leave for South Africa are now in single digits and life feels full of opportunity. I experienced something tonight that was fun….
I am a person who really likes WORDS. My house has words spattered all over the place. I read and reread the blogs before I post to see if my word selection is the best it can be. Ask anyone who works with me, I love to critique word choice on any printed document and I have learned, at times, I have to leave well enough alone and say it doesn’t really matter….
I also like to listen to words…so tonight when I was picking up KFC for dinner on my parent’s patio, I smiled big when after I ordered at the first speaker, the man’s voice said…”see you at the window!” It was fun to hear something different, to hear words that held anticipation and words that were about seeing me…somehow it was not just and “your total is….”
I am not sure why the words were significant to me in the moment. I did not tell the guy how fun his words sounded when I was on the other side of the speaker. I think he may have thought I was a bit off if I would have launched into how his “see you at the window” impacted me. But I do wonder, did I say anything today that someone else remembers. Did I choose my words in such a fashion that if someone was listening, they might be able to share a story of an exchange they had with me?
I hope you have some words from a conversation today that you are tucking away because they brought you a smile, inspired your heart in some fashion or challenged you to think or act in a new and exciting way. I hope you spoke some words today that someone else has tucked away because they brought a smile, held sparks of inspiration or challenged them to think or act in a new and exciting way. There is power in words, especially when words overflow from a heart that loves deeply and lives passionately…
|“Words are the voice of the heart.”|
2 thoughts on “See you at the window….”
I read this in our weekend newspaper…”the confounding challenge of being a foreigner in the land of his birth” and thought it was brilliant. It banged on the walls of my heart like a gong. Having just returned from Costa Rica, and feeling like I shouldn’t feel like a stranger – but not being able to help it.
When I read your post it resounded again and wanted to share those lovely words.
Tica, I love your thoughts and think you to should start a blog…or let me know if you already have one. I was praying Costa Rica was al you hoped for. I hear you and understand! Love to you my cousin!