I find that happens to me more and more, the older I get and the longer I live in the community in which I do. Looks of recognition and familiar cordial nods in the street or the grocery store...but nary a word is exchanged. I find it quite heartwarming and charming, if not a teeny bit mysterious. I like it. I like your story.
Posted by Randa on 10/30 at 08:31 AM
