Strangers Lifted Me Up

I have been numb with grief over the loss of my mom. This morning, I had a “To Do” at the bank, so off I went in the cold, drizzly grey of the day.

     I was there to get a certified check for my publicity team. Yep, that’s right, I have a publicity team. As I stood there in my holey jeans, Caterpillar steel toed boots, “Love is All You Need” shirt, I looked like the least likely person to need a publicity team.

      The teller asked me if I was moving and I told her I had written a book and this was for my Publicist. She smiled so broadly and asked me what the book was about. When I explained the premise and included that it is for all of us, all women who came of age with their stories never told, or overlooked.

     She called her fellow teller over for check approval and told her about my book. The co-worker broke out into the biggest smile and clapped for me. They both wished me well and wanted copies to purchase of the book when it came out.

     Their beautiful smiles brought a shared humanity, a shared sisterhood that I was hoping this book will promote.  And in that moment, I experienced, just that.

      Thank you, Bank Women for seeing me, for reaching out to me, for sharing, and for giving me tears of happiness. Now, I feel “Real.” I have been searching for that feeling and not finding it. I feel like a “Real” writer, and the sisterhood I hoped to create with my manuscript has already begun.

      All, on a rainy, grey, cold, March day, in the middle of the most intense grief and sadness I have ever felt. Thank you, dear souls, for your kindness and outreach. May we all do the same for others. Thank you for reading my piece. Who did you “see” today?  I would love to hear your story.