My encounter with a real princess
2016/01/11 Leave a comment
I wasn´t sure whether to just keep this experience for myself, or write about it.
But after a meaningful conversation with a fellow-blogger, which was perfectly in line
with this simple, yet highly uncommon episode, I thought I might share it with you.
Two days ago in the afternoon, I was in the subway going downtown.
Despite the rush hour and stress around me, I felt centered, aligned with myself. I was watching people´s faces, writing.
At some point, a couple came and sat down next to me. They were arabs. The father holding the older daughter right in front of me, and the mother at my right with the other baby girl.
At some point, the little girl reached out to me, cooing, eager for contact. I waved back to her, and got back to my writing.
She didn´t give in.
She touched me again, stretching out her little, fragile forefinger seeking mine…
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