Her hair was black, with a light spray of silver threads weaving through it.
The elderly woman sat on a scooter for the handicapped, in the lobby of McDonald's.
She spoke in a happy voice with the manager, of the importance of teaching
young people how to do things correctly.
She smiled at everyone she saw, including me.
It was a warm smile, that conveyed serenity.
I purchased my coffee and went out to my car.
Thunderheads were billowing in the sky, and lightening flashed from afar.
The woman came out of McDonald's, stopped her scooter, and looked up.
I saw no concern on her face that she might not return home before the storm.
Instead, she smiled, let out a big WHOO-HOO, and raced her scooter out into the parking
lot, in order to get a better view of the show in the sky.
It is in the moments when I am truly paying attention that I get my greatest gifts.