Thanks nice lady

Today's post is brief and lovely - a moment of calm, if you will, in the sea of chaos that is the restaurant I work in. During my shift last night I was carrying several plates to a table and had to pause in the aisle to let an elderly woman pass by. She looked to be roughly 712 and had the most beautiful braids. In fact, everything about this woman was beautiful and somehow peaceful. We locked eyes from a moment and grinned before I sped away to drop the freakishly hot plates I was carrying. Later that evening I happened to walk past her booth where she was seated alone. I stopped by her table and said, "Excuse me ma'm, but you have the most beautiful hair." She took my hand, which surprised me and replied, "thank you, you're very nice." We looked at each other and held hands for a moment before I told her that I was happy to meet her. "I'm very glad to meet you too," she told me, and we shared an extended moment of smiling and hand holding before I pulled away and rushed off to check on my onion soup for table 706. It was a strange, peaceful, and calming moment in a place that usually leaves you feeling wrecked and depleted. Thank you cool old lady for brightening my day and granting me one of those special human connections with a total stanger.