It only takes 1 minute to connect with
someone……
Going to the Laundromat can be such an
experience….you basically have two choices:
1)
to go in with your head down and focus on the job at hand or
2)
you can let your guard down and meet the people who are there for the same
reason you are…to get clean clothes…or maybe fate brings you together to teach
you a lesson or to give you a snapshot of how others live their life…
It was definitely time for us to hit a
laundromat while we were in Morro Bay – the laundromat wasn’t the cleanest one
I have been in, but it wasn’t the worst either…
There was a young Latino family there doing
their laundry. Mom & dad with their
3 little girls and 1 newborn baby boy – I watched this family help each. I saw several loving acts passed between them
from kisses to the baby- to helping mom gather the soap & laundry baskets.
All 3 of the little girls took turns caring for and feeding the newborn – while
mom was busy folding clothes and feeding quarters into several of the
machines. Keep in mind this was a
Thursday night at 8:30pm and I thought to myself imagine having 4 kids and not
having a washing machine….the things we take for granted…
The girls shared a book and continued
taking turns walking the newborn around the machines. One little girl had her eye on Bill and
eventually climbed up on the chair next to him – don’t know what it is about
Bill, but kids flock to him. Bill asked
her what her name was and she answered in a quiet voice Carla – then Bill asked
her about the book she was reading – Goosebumps – I caught the mom looking at
us and smiling. Carla continued to watch
us as we finished up our laundry.
When it was time to go she watched us walk
to our van – I saw her leaning up against the glass and I waved….she quickly
put her head down and then she was looking at us again and I said to Bill she
wants you to wave to her, so he smiled and waved - her face lit up and she had
the biggest smile and wave for him... we didn’t get to know the rest of the
family’s names & we do not know where they live – but we are connected to
them in some small way..
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