Peripheral Love


I recently wrote about some small joys that help me get through my worrisome days. One in particular I wrote about was my Zumba lady – a woman who dances with abandon (and a totally different rhythm than the music might seem to indicate). She is so wonderfully happy when she dances that she makes me wonderfully happy too.

This got me to thinking about all the people that come into your life and make you happy. You often don’t even know their names. And they may only make your life better for a minute or so. But those minutes all add up  And you never forget them.

We should celebrate those unforgettable strangers.

Here are a few of the many people who have made my life happier:

A garbage man. A few weeks ago, the garbage truck  was headed down my mom’s street, and the driver saw my 93-year-old…

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