Yesterday, I was at a coffee shop enjoying a hazelnut mocha with my friend Anna, when a little boy wandered over to our table as his mother was at the cash register.
Anna: Hi!
Little Boy: Hi!
Anna: What are you doing?
Little Boy: [Indecipherable]
Anna: Do you like the rain today?
Little Boy: Yeah!
Little Boy turned to look at me.
Jillian: Hi!
Little Boy: [Pause] Your hair looks funny.
Mom rushed from the register, shooed her little angel out of the door, apologized to me, and headed on her way.
I couldn’t help but be reminded of this incident.
Maybe I need to have a meeting with my mirror and reevaluate…
Jillian Wyatt 