What a difference a day makes – 176 days that is. Back in June before I started this blog, I prided myself on my public transit seat-acquiring strategy.
I was a master of positioning myself first in the bus lineup or on the subway platform, scouting opportunities then nabbing any available opening even if it meant squeezing myself between two sumo wrestlers.
If public-transit seat acquisition is ever made an Olympic sport, I’d be a real contender (okay, maybe just the PanAm Games).
I only explain this because when I waited for the bus this morning, I blithely let pretty much everyone get on before me and it didn’t phase me one bit.
I wasn’t anxious or chomping at the big, or my old favourite – gently elbowing.
The strangest thing of all? I got a seat anyway….
A friend (and reader) let me know about a lovely gesture of kindness that she experienced this week and I wanted to share it with you (and feel free to send me yours!):
“I dropped a black leather glove and went back to look for it. Because I believe in the inherent goodness of people I looked high and low and finally found it on top of an electrical box. I expected that someone would pick it up out of the slush and they did!!”
That story really put me in the holiday spirit and I hope this carol does too. Enjoy!