blessings are coming your way

Blessings are Coming your Way

Blessings are Coming your Way

I feel someone hovering behind me at the pharmacist’s counter.

“Can you please get rid of the loiterer outside?”

He’s wearing a business suit and his arms are crossed over his chest. The pharmacist eyes the window and picks up the phone, speaking in a lowered voice with the manager. She hangs up and hands me my prescription. I give the suit one last look as I walk towards the exit, stereotypes rolling through my head.

The sliding glass doors open and the sun hits me.

She’s sitting cross-legged on a blanket that’s draped over the curb. Chubby, dirt encrusted fingers hold a piece of cardboard. Something’s scribbled on it but my eyes dart quickly to her face: round, prematurely aged, but kind. She smiles at me.

“Can you spare any change?”

“I’m sorry… I don’t have cash on me,” I reply.

She nods and smiles the same as before. On my way back to my car, I remember that I do have some cash… inside my glove compartment. I grab it and walk back towards her. She seems to be meditating, her brown eyes commanding strength and calm like she’s teaching a yoga class.

“Here you go,” I whisper.

Her smile expands.

Blessings are coming your way, ya hear? So many blessings coming your way.”

I wondered what her name was, but I didn’t ask.

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