So there I was standing in line at the Post Office today,
and the woman in front of me suddenly turned around, looked me in the eye, and
said, “You’re the Poet!”
I just grinned and nodded and tried to place her face without
making it too obvious that I was wracking my brain to figure out who she was.
Half a beat more and she said, “I’m Barbara. You’re Cristine!”
And then I remembered her. J
I sold her a tapestry via Craigslist about a year and a half
ago. We got to chatting during the process of the sale, so I ended up telling her
a little bit about myself and gave her a copy of my book to go with the
beautiful wall-hanging she bought. Sort of a free gift with purchase, if you
will.
Folks, she actually read it. She read my book. And she
remembered me and recognized me immediately standing there in line at the Post
Office. It’s the first time I’ve ever been recognized and addressed in such a
beautiful fashion:
"You’re the Poet!”
Yes, indeed. I surely am. J
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SOOOO AWESOME!
ReplyDeleteThank you! It really made my day! ;)
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