A Memory I Would Hate to Forget

You know those funny, sweet, or touching moments that you never want to forget. This is one of them. I hope that it doesn't seem silly to you; that it's not one of those stories where you think I should have found $10 in the parking lot afterwards. If it is, forgive me.

This past weekend, I was headed downtown with a good friend after having a sweet treat. We were going just to hang out and window shop. Since she didn't know her way around town, I led the way. The worst thing about following someone is when there is a yellow light and they make it through the light but you get stuck behind and then you're lost. This is what happens to us. Well, almost. Normally I would have gone through this light that was just turning yellow but then I looked in my reirview mirror and saw that she wouldn't make it through with me. I quickly decided to slam on my breaks. Don't worry, she was far enough away that she had plenty of time to stop. But since I slammed on my breaks, they squealed and probably made a mark on the road. It was so loud that my friend heard it from behind me. I looked at her stopped behind me and we both laughed about how that sound my car made was ridiculous. I look over, and someone else was laughing at me too. A homeless man. I'm not sure of course what his name was but I am very glad we shared a laugh together. If I ever see him again, I'm sure he will remember me as the crazy driver. Great. But, I hope the laugh blessed his day and maybe, Lord willing, I will see him some other time and be able to bless him again. Then I can give him the $10 I found in the parking lot.