"Oh you can't help that," said the cat.

I guess you’re really enjoying a book when you find yourself talking to the characters while you’re reading.

I need a sewing machine.

     and a house.

               please.

The Tao of Pooh
The Te of Piglet
The Essential How to Know God
A Common Pornography
The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo
Why is God Laughing?
Batman: The Long Halloween
Committed
Jurassic Park
Lost World
Lullaby
Survivor
Extreme: My Autobiography
From Hell
V for Vendetta
The Hobbit
Fellowship of the Ring
Two Towers
Return of the King

Re-reads:
Revolutionary Road
Bram Stoker’s Dracula
Live From New York

So I have to document what happened to me on Monday morning at work. I work at a shipping facility and this older woman had been coming in the past few weeks shipping to her son who lives somewhere north I believe it was Ohio or something. Anyways, she comes in and sounds slightly out of breath. She tells me that she hates to bother me, but she has quite a few boxes and luggage that she can’t handle herself and she asks me if I could help her. I don’t hesitate for a second and I tell her that it is no problem at all. She says she feels reluctant to ask since I am so little. I try and reassure her that I am at work everyday and I am used to handling heavy boxes and whatnot. She is overly appreciative and a very sweet woman. She tells me she had open heart surgery a month ago and she is not supposed to over exert herself. She is out of breath just watching me trying to bring these boxes in. I try to keep her from stressing out cause she is in fact scaring me lol. Well we get her packages and luggage in and I get what needs to be boxed, boxed and I go through with processing her packages. She tells me that all of this is 5o years of marriage that she just can’t part with. (Her husband died not too long ago). She is sending all of this to her son because she is going to live with him and she very bluntly tells me that she is going there “to die.” I made a sad face and she laughs and says “It’s true! I am even bringing the clothes I wish to be buried in on the plane just in case, you know, I pass away on my way there.” This makes me extremely sad, but she is completely okay with stating these facts because her reasoning was “the Lord only puts you here for so long, which is not very long and that is that.” I respected her sense of humor and it is very rarely that I enjoy older people and their company, but there was something very warm and bright about this stranger. Her transaction comes to a close and I wish her a safe trip and thank her for using our store. I go back to our packing table to finish packing her things and before she leaves the store she comes back there and tries to tip me a five and I tell her that she doesn’t need to do that at all. She insists and says that she is so thankful for all my trouble (which was no trouble at all). Then she looks at me and her eyes tear up the same as mine and she hugs me and whispers “I love you.”

Even though she was a stranger, it in no way felt weird that she did this for some reason I felt like I had known this woman somehow somewhere else. I whispered back “I love you,too.” I wanted to ball my eyes out. I have never felt a connection like this with a stranger. After that experience the universe seemed to be in my favor and a lot of good things happened that day and I have this beautiful soul to thank for it. She leaves tomorrow for her son’s home and I really wish her a safe trip and I really hope she lives as long as she wishes too and that it is a beautiful and peaceful release.

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a picture of my grandfather from the 40’s