Beauty....

It's such a beautiful day.... I had some extra time on my hands and decided to take a walk through Central Park. I couldn't help but smile as I saw a little girl who just couldn't tear herself away from a stranger's poodle. There were tons of families out today. I don't blame them. After Mass, I often feel the need to be out and about. I went and sat on my favorite bench, watching the people go by. You find out so much about your surrounding area by watching the people. I saw happiness, sadness, fear, anxiety, love, hate and something in between within a matter of minutes. I know I have to keep my spirits up, I'll be working graveyard tonight, on the hardest floor. I have to smile and reassure these people, that everything will be ok, knowing it's only a matter of time before they're gone. I keep telling myself, it's all part of God's plan, it's just so hard sometimes to accept. Especially with the children, why the children?

I had to put my head down for a moment, to wipe my eyes. I'm already emotional and I haven't even begun to work. As I'm getting up, I look off in the distance. I see a tall, handsome man, wearing a distinguished suit watching me. His eyes didn't miss anything. You could tell, he could give you any detail, about anything. I look into his eyes, and immediately, I know him- I... I'm speechless, frozen. I can't move. I remember that look, that gaze, the one that haunts me when I allow myself to think of him. I close my eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath... I open my eyes, and he's gone. Where, did he go? How could he have disappeared that fast? Was I dreaming again? I hope not, but once again- only time will tell.