Yesterday, I was at the Marple (main) campus of DCCC taking care of some business and, as I was leaving, I ran into a lovely woman that I have never met before.
We took turns holding the door for one another and saying our polite thank you’s and than I asked her what classes she taught.
She said she was actually a student.
She was an African American woman at least my age and she carried a scholarly air as well as a tote bag that made her look professorly.
She asked me why I thought she taught and I told her the truth.
I asked her what was her major and she said theater and the performing arts.
Because, she said, that was what her heart wanted to do and, because she had already retired, she didn’t need to go to school to find a decent job.
Which is fantastic.
We got to chat for about five minutes and, guess what? She was in a funk and I made her day.
God used me to lift this sweet woman out of some sort of funk and that was the real reason I was at main campus but didn’t know it until then.
We gave one another a good hug and wishes for a wonderful rest of the day.
Her name is Georgia and I forget her last name but it is poetic and I hope I get to run into her again but I really hope to live my life like that all the time.