Five Minute Friday: PEOPLE

People! Unique and different in so many ways, but a beautiful species.

We meet people every day not always knowing who they really are beyond skin color, title, position, or gender. We see what they allow us to see. But when we take a moment to greet others with a smile, a hug or a handshake, you’d be surprised at the walls that come down. Yeah, I know some people don’t always know how to receive this, but it’s a beautiful thing to just sit and chat with people you meet in passing that you’ll probably never see again, but for that moment, you enjoy each other’s company.

I remember, specifically, maybe early part of this year, I went for a mammogram and there was an older White lady in the waiting room. Had never seen her before, probably never will, but in that moment, we enjoyed a few moments of conversation. Mostly me listening to her, but nonetheless, it was a pleasant encounter as I listened to her talk about her good health and the traveling she and her husband wanted to do and how she’d just recently taken a cake class that she loved.

I know some people ‘look’ mean or ‘look’ some certain way that may hinder you from approaching them or starting a conversation, but I’ve learned in my 41 years of life, (time) everyone is not as they always appear, and I’ve been greatly blessed AND surprised to meet the person behind the appearance.

Thanks for reading. If you have a love for writing, but often times not sure what to write about, this is a good place to start and stay as we receive weekly word prompts from Kate Motaung via the Five Minute Friday Community Page. All you have to do is write for five minutes.

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