This is another thank you note,
To a Stranger.
Thanked him many times over.
This is just one more.
It was one of those rare sunny mornings, 6am but the sun was up,
I walked the short distance to the beach
Sat down looking out as far as my teary eyes could reach,
I was soul sad. Unhappy. The tears poured.
I cried, trying to be quiet about it.
Many morning joggers ran past me,
Not one paused. Until him.
I looked up when I felt someone close,
He walked over, sat down beside me
Then asked if he could put his hand over my shoulders. I practically fell on him and he just sat awkwardly tapping my shoulders intermittently, offering comfort.
Afterwards, I apologized and thanked him for caring enough to stop.
He asked why I was so sad but I refused to talk. He wasn't offended, he simply started to chit chat.
The referendum was easy topic and after a while, my mood lightened.
Feeling guilty, I asked that we took a walk,
I had walking shoes on.
We walked the length of the beach twice.
We talked like old friends and the day flew.
He paid for breakfast, I paid for lunch,
We walked, sat, ran, picked rocks and some shells.
It was a good day. Happy. Clean.
He was of Chinese descent,
It turns out he was just visiting his mum.
He talked about his family, told a funny barbecue story that had me reeling with laughter.
He talked about his friends
And by sundown, I had forgotten how gloomy I was.
Even then, I knew it was a special experience.
I gave him a thank you kiss. He kissed back. I waved, he did same and jogged off. I walked slowly back home.
Somehow we both did not share contact and I wasn't sad. You know special and rare when you experience it.
This thank you note is for every time I have been sad, unhappy or lonely since then.
I remember my kind 'stranger'
And I never fail to smile, never mind the dept of my pain.
I am not your regular religious person
But I Know, that we are showed Grace when we most need it. When we are one push from the edge.
He is my safe place. A memory that stays unblemished.