The Good Life

Learning A Stranger’s Story

posted by Heather June 4, 2018 0 comments

Time to hand these off…

Gave Ben his Father’s Day gift nice and early this year: a huge BERGERON sign for over our garages so that no one will ever stand there wondering if they have the right house or not.

Got to be the Mystery Reader in Bode’s class today 🙂

Literally, sitting there teaching them about clogged milk ducts and mastitis.

READY for ballet class.

  At one of the many graduation parties we were lucky enough to be invited to this weekend, I noticed an older couple sitting at a table with a man named Jeff that I had just met that morning.  I had never seen or met the couple before, but it was pretty obvious they were likely the grandparents of the graduate we were there to celebrate.

I made my way over just in time to catch an adorable challenge that Jeff had made for the couple to name all 23 of their grandchildren.  It was so impressive listening to the two of them go right down the line, naming each one without hesitation.  I could tell, immediately, what sort of grandparents they were…and, I was hooked.  I wanted to hear more.

So, I made my way into the conversation enough to ask them questions about where they each grew up, where they met, and what their family was like.  They were very proud of their family and very eager to share their history together with me.  I don’t know how to say it other than this: it was so, so very nice.  For me, it was a nice break in the pace of the week and a diversion from all of the graduation talk that we had gotten so accustomed to after all of us being together for almost a week at this point.

This afternoon, I received an email from the mother that had hosted this graduation party just the night before.

“…I never got the chance to thank you or even speak to you much at the party yesterday.  My mom and dad made a point of calling me to say how thankful they were of your conversation and warmth.  I truly appreciate that as I felt like I was ignoring them completely.”

I guess I just feel like you never know how something as simple as a friendly conversation with someone who isn’t surrounded by a lot of people can have affect them.  Or, how great it can be to learn about a stranger’s “story”, no matter how big or small.

No agenda.

Just to connect.

I can’t even tell you how much this woman’s email meant to me today.

It made me so, so HAPPY.

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