October 12, 2011

Overheard: Survivor

It was warm and sunny the other day, and I was driving my convertible with the roof down. (Sophie was enjoying the ride harnessed in the back seat.) I had on a simple scarf as I waited with other cars at a red light. Somewhere to my right, I heard someone speak out.

"Excuse me!"

I looked around and saw a man about my age at the wheel of a huge six-wheel pickup truck, looking at me.

"Are you a survivor?"

It took me a second. "I'm still fighting!"

"You'll make it. I'm a survivor." He smiled and gave me a thumbs up.

"Thank you!" I smiled. The light changed and we moved onward on our separate ways.

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6 comments:

  1. CubbyOctober 13, 2011 at 8:49 PM

    Cool story.

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  2. Ur-spoOctober 15, 2011 at 12:00 AM

    lovely story

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  3. MartininBrodaOctober 15, 2011 at 5:06 PM

    I'm still smiling since I read it 1st, was an hour ago or so, good luck.

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  4. THIS IS ME....ONLINEOctober 15, 2011 at 9:47 PM

    Sounds like you are a member of an elite club. Great story.

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  5. RoxOctober 16, 2011 at 10:11 AM

    You just never know when you'll get some inspiration! People are good.

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  6. JessOctober 23, 2011 at 5:13 PM

    Wonderful! And he's right. You will make it!

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