Friends in Restaurants

There's an Italian restaurant by work run by a Korean couple.
The man - thin, tall, glasses, pony tail - wears a Foreigner Jacket through winter.
One day I asked him if he was a fan and he said he was.
I told him my husband was a big fan too.
And he said, "Is your husband that old?"

Since then he smiles very broadly when I go in for lunch.
I know now that he has traveled to Cuba and India, loves rock music from the 70s and 80s and thinks the music today has "no craft".

He knows that I am Indian and from the South.
We will get to know each other a little more as time goes by.

Sunsets

Making Music

And making people smile.

Enjoying Nature

Amazing Grace

The Subway Musician I stopped to listen to was playing again today.
Amazing Grace on his guitar.
I stopped again to listen.
And was reminded of grace, and love, and moments when I felt more connected with God.

He noticed me... and maybe my glistening eyes.
Asked me... over his playing and across the station if I was OK.
I said I was.
He said I didn't need to lie. It was OK not to be OK.

Then he played another song. Something about Someone watching over you and not worrying.
I thought it was very kind of him.
Very kind to take a moment to try and comfort a stranger on the subway.
I thought he showed much grace and goodness.
And I thanked him.