Monday, July 19, 2010

The Cab Ride

I arrived at the address and honked the horn.
After waiting a few minutes
I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a
Frail, elderly voice. I could hear something
Being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in
Her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a
Print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned
In it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie

By her side was a small nylon
Suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had
Lived in it for years. All the furniture was
Covered with sheets.

There were no
Clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils
On the counters. In the corner was a cardboard
Box filled with photos and glassware.

'Would you carry my bag
Out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase

To the cab, then returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and we walked
Slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I
Told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers
The way I would want my mother treated.
Oh, you're such a good
Boy, she said.

When we got in the cab, she gave
Me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive
Through downtown?'

'It's not the
Shortest way,' I answered quickly..
'Oh, I don't mind,' she
Said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.

I looked in the rear-view
Mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have
Any family left,' she continued in a soft
Voice.. 'The doctor says I don't have very
Long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

'What route would you like me
To take?' I asked.

For the next two
Hours, we drove through the city. She showed me
The building where she had once worked as an
Elevator Operator.

We drove through the
Neighborhood where she and her husband had lived
When they were newlyweds She had me pull up in
Front of a furniture warehouse that had once
Been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow
In front of a particular building or corner and
Would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was
Creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm
Tired. Let's go now'.

We drove in
Silence to the address she had given me. It was
A low building, like a small convalescent home,
With a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to
The cab as soon as we pulled up. They were
Solicitous and intent, watching her every move.
They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to
The door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?'
She asked, reaching into her purse.

'Nothing,' I said
'You have to make a living,' she answered.

'There are other
Passengers,' I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.
She held onto me tightly.

'You gave an
Old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.
'Thank you.'

I squeezed her
Hand, and then walked into the dim morning
Light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound
Of the closing of a life..

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove
Aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that
Day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had
Gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient
To end his shift?

What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked
Once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything
More important in my life.

We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve
Around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully
Wrapped in what others may consider a small one.


what an experience...

I received my Patriarchal Blessing tonight. I won't say too much, but I will say that had to be one of the most spiritual and personal experiences of my life. That was AMAZING. I was worried that it would be sort of vague. It was not. It was so specific, and every question that I needed answered, WAS. I absolutely loved it, and can't wait to get my hands on my copy to look over and cherish. I will never forget this experience, it was beautiful, spiritual, and so joyful. I can't wait to see some of the blessings to come!


Life is good. xo

Saturday, July 10, 2010

I love this guy...

I know, its a funny pic :) But he is awesome.

And it's his birthday! July 10. So I figured I'd share how much I love this wonderful, giving man. My dad. Big David.  We may not agree on everything, but he has ALWAYS been there for me, and he surely didn't have to be. He is kind, full of wisdom, generous, loyal, honorable, and hardworking.

Happy Birthday Big David! I love you!

Girl's Day Out has been rough lately. And when I say rough...I mean, a nightmare. So...what to do? Take a day off with E and go to the beach of course! We headed down for a short trip to Yorktown Beach. We were a bit scared on the way down, it rained quite a bit-but not one drop while we were there-it was awesome! It was so nice just to stick our feet in the water and in the sand and relaxxx.  We read our books for a bit, chatted, and had a lovely lunch-on plates with real forks-yes, we ooze class and refinement.  After the beach we headed to Prime Outlets in Williamsburg-and besides an incident in Bare Escentuals-it was fun! :) It was so nice just to get away, and we always have fun together (and not being at work was pretty awesome too). 

ahhh so peaceful

it was SO nice out

class class class!


Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...