Have you ever met an individual who came into your life for a brief moment but touched you in a profound way? Well I had one of those moments. It was a cool Easter afternoon and I was on the tram on the way to my mama’s house. An elderly man sat down next to me. Am sure you know how it is when you come around elderly people, they have the instant need to make conversation with you, telling you of old tales that came before.
So, this old man began to tell me of how he had grown up within the area and how so much has changed. He was visiting friends and on his way back home, he became reminiscent of his late wife. He told me how much he missed her and how the home that they built seems cold without her, that it just seems strange after sharing a life with someone – they are no longer there to share such small pleasures; as how each day has been filled. He told me they had children who were all grown with families of their own; I asked if he would be spending Easter with them. He smiled and said it was possible but still not quite the same. The most endearing thing can sometimes be in the simplest form, as I approached my stop he told me that what he missed the most was been able to have somebody who was there to hold his hand, through the day and into the night…and how he missed the comfort of that warmth.
I was close to tears, I didn’t even know this man but his story had touched me somehow and I had felt his pain without been attached to him on the emotional level. I wanted to stay there, sitting beside him, even just to embrace him…comfort him somehow but my words were lost and I knew nothing I said would make difference. So I just smiled…looked back to him and wished him well that he would enjoy a lovely Easter. He looked back and nodded simply thanking me. As I walked out of the tram, I felt strange somehow. I realised that I probably should have thanked this man. I should have thanked him for in that moment, he was able to bring me comfort even though he needed it most and to remind me how grateful I was for those ‘warm’ moments.
I guess that every now and again, when we have tender moments or things get a little tough, we all need a little push back in the right direction or some inspiring words.
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