Hello all...
So I wanted to share with you something that happened to me the other day...
I was waiting in line for Rush tickets for the Met's production of Hansel and Gretel this week and I was fortunate enough to sit next to this wonderful older woman named Dorothy, a tried and true New Yorker through and through. I think she is pretty f*king fabulous. She and I must have talked for about two hours while we were waiting there and she told me this wonderfully enduring story... She told me about the beautiful ring that she was given when she became engaged to her husband, who has since passed on (she never said it but she misses him very much. You could just tell by the way that she talks about him). She told me about a particular day when she was working, and back then she just didn't feel right about wearing her jewelry with pants to work. So, before she left the house she took it all off, including this wedding band, and left all of it carefully laid out on her dresser where it was safe. She went to work and didn't think anything else about it. Apparently, her son left the house for exactly one hour that day and somehow in that single hour someone broke into their home and stole all of her jewelry. They didn't take numerous other valuable things in their home, paintings, musical instruments, televisions, vcrs, etc... They only took her jewelry. "To this day", she told me, "I just can't bring myself to spend money on new jewelry." She said she made a pact with herself that from then on she would only spend money on things she could put 'in here', she says tapping her temple with her perfectly manicured nails, because then no one can ever take it away from me.
I couldn't agree more...
I love senior citizens... they make me smile.
