Two similar things happened yesterday while we were out grocery shopping.
GC was pushing my wheelchair across the parking lot, and then suddenly he stopped. I looked up at him and he leaned down and kissed me. We both looked up in time to see a young woman with flowers smiling at us.
A few minutes later, as we were wheeling up the juice aisle, he stopped again to lean down and kiss me. When we looked up, there was another young woman standing a few yards away, rooted in place, beaming at us. Beaming!
Later we were reflecting on these two incidents, and we were surprised to discover that we had two quite different explanations of why the women smiled.
“Ask the blog,” GC suggested.
Because, as you know, the blog knows everything. It’s like the Magic 8-Ball or something.
And so, wise Blog, I am asking you: Why were the women smiling?