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Tuesday, June 21, 2011 ( 9:20 PM ) shut up christine going back when i'm sitting in traffic (which is pretty often) my mind consistently wanders back to one distant memory i think we were in highschool maybe, i think my sister was driving her dark green 4runner we were waiting at a red light and an elderly man was trying to cross the street he was too slow so he'd get a little less than halfway down the crosswalk but the STOP hand would start flashing, so he'd turn back. i don't know how many times he tried, i only watched him for about 40 seconds or however long stoplights last our light turned green and we left i think someone said should we go back and help him? i think we joked that if we came back five hours later, he might still be on that same street corner... but we could've circled back, we could've gotten out of the car and held up our hands to oncoming traffic as we helped him walk across why didn't we? i think about it all the time #
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I think life (and I consider spirits and God-whatever you want to call her or him or them-and everything else inclusive in the term "life") put that man there on that street corner so that you'd see him and wonder about things.
It's a rare person who will think about things like this for more than the time it takes for the car to put the man out of sight. Maybe it only seems that way but it surely DOES seem that way. And I don't think caring is nearly as rare as the person who will admit to caring, so maybe I have it all wrong. Or maybe not. I think the old man was there for you, a sign, to help you figure something out about yourself...for some reason I want to say that I think he was teaching you the value of certainty. I honestly don't know what I mean by saying that but it feels very right and so I do. Other than saying that this is a great post and has me thinking about things, and that (!!!), I have nothing to add. :) # posted by
 : 6/23/2011 1:56 PM
thanks again, mike. that moment so long ago has had a very large impact on my life. crazy how 40 seconds can do that to you...
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