im thankful she pulled me on the side. she knew. i was afraid to tell her the truth. i knew she wasnt stupid and saw past the mask i held across my face. she reached into my eyes with her own. she knew the road too well. we havent had a transparent conversation like we held lastnight in so long. and every word she spoke was out of concern.
I was walking to the bus stop and I saw her. Martha, an elderly homeless woman. As she walked my way, I smiled and waved hello. “hi Martha, how are you?”
She smiled and nodded. “I’m fine” She replied. She stared and looked at me puzzled. She the following that made my heart skip a beat. “What happened to Roland?”
I asked her what did she mean? She remembered me with longer hair. And she was shocked to realize I was Roland.
She leaned in and hugged me. She said she had still remembered the time I sat outside my work place and talked for several hours with her on the ground. She said that was one of the nicest gestures anyone has ever shown her the 8yrs she’s been homeless.
It broke my heart to know I was one of the few to hear her life story out.
I tried not to rush things because my bus was about to arrive soon. I hugged her one last time and told her I wish I could do more.
She smiled with teary eyes and told me a familiar story. The Woman With Silver Coins. I was in awe and didn’t know what to say when she told the story.
Her last word to me today were “you’ve given me all you could, that’s more than I asked and more than enough.”
For me, personality really does matter more than looks. Looks can only go so far. Someone can look really attractive but their personality can ruin that image in an instant. I tend to fall more for the personality of people then their looks. Personality makes a person so much more attractive.