I posted two new articles, one at Granola Bar Devotionals and an article on The Cypress Times under Life Matters. Neither one are published yet, so I'll come back and post the links when they're live.
I had to share a wacky moment. Saturday two of my sisters and I went out to lunch with my eight year old niece. The place was packed so one sister went in to put our names on the list and came back out. Other groups were standing around so it was a bit crowded. An older woman and her friend walked by and smiled at me. They also entered to put their names on the list and came back out. She walks past me again. This time she says, "I put your name on the list so you didn't have to go in and come back out. When they call 'Susan for one' that's you." (Are you laughing hysterically yet? I'm laughing so hard right now, I can hardly focus to type!) I was so floored, I could barely stammer that I was with a group. I don't even remember if I thanked her for her thoughtfulness. I was just too stunned for words (and believe me, that takes a lot!).
My youngest sister just closes her eyes in disbelief. No matter where I go or what I'm doing, some stranger stops to tell me their life story. For years she's given me a difficult time about it. At first she blamed me, as if I started the conversations. But the more often it happened while she was around, the more she saw I have nothing to do with it. I've joked that I could probably get a suspect to confess just by walking in the room.
Question: Do people talk with you for no reason? Are you the one talking to strangers who stare at you as if you've lost your mind?
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I had to share a wacky moment. Saturday two of my sisters and I went out to lunch with my eight year old niece. The place was packed so one sister went in to put our names on the list and came back out. Other groups were standing around so it was a bit crowded. An older woman and her friend walked by and smiled at me. They also entered to put their names on the list and came back out. She walks past me again. This time she says, "I put your name on the list so you didn't have to go in and come back out. When they call 'Susan for one' that's you." (Are you laughing hysterically yet? I'm laughing so hard right now, I can hardly focus to type!) I was so floored, I could barely stammer that I was with a group. I don't even remember if I thanked her for her thoughtfulness. I was just too stunned for words (and believe me, that takes a lot!).
My youngest sister just closes her eyes in disbelief. No matter where I go or what I'm doing, some stranger stops to tell me their life story. For years she's given me a difficult time about it. At first she blamed me, as if I started the conversations. But the more often it happened while she was around, the more she saw I have nothing to do with it. I've joked that I could probably get a suspect to confess just by walking in the room.
Question: Do people talk with you for no reason? Are you the one talking to strangers who stare at you as if you've lost your mind?
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