Why say “Hello” to strangers?
This morning I said “Hello” to a stranger on my walk to work in the Skyway. Seeing my Subway footlong, he smiled and asked humbly, “Hey man. May I have half your sandwich?”
“Yeah, sure.” I replied. As I tore the sandwich in two, he gifted me generously with great enthusiasm to find it was a steak and egg sandwich. It reminded me of the steak and egg sandwiches I loved to eat with my parents when I was a child.
“I have to hurry to get to court on time. Want to come with me?” he warmly asked. I explained that I had to get to work, but that I wish him an excellent day. Looking me in the eye, he raised his arms for an embrace.
Living in an unfamiliar city can be lonely. A morning hug has a certain way of reminding me how beautiful life can be. Especially a good one, and this guy gave a good hug.
“I love you.” he said. “Love you, too, brother.” I responded with a smile as I walked away.
Two strangers sharing a sandwich, a hug, and a moment of human connection. What a generous man I met this morning on my way to work. Thank you and Godspeed, my friend!