This morning the incident came back to me. Each promise we make, to anyone, is a promise to ourself. People are the conduit, a reminder.
Friday, February 19, 2016
It was a cold cold morning as I took the ramp from the highway to a side road. I approached the red light and from a distance I saw this figure. Very thin and a gaunt physique. He was holding a cardboard sign. My thoughts were on him, the cold day, and it touched me deeply. As I fumbled for some change I was glad the light had turned red, and he approached the car. I handed him the bill that was in my pocket. I looked him in the eyes, noticing the lines on his face and thinking how life had weathered him, and said: "now you take care". He thanked me and said "I will, I don't drink". Then he leaned closer towards the car and said: "now you promise me that you will keep smiling!" I smiled at him, with wet eyes I drove away and looked back at him through the rear view mirror.