I was in the bread isle in the grocery store, my way blocked by an advertising display and these two tall old men. They were busy squeezing a loaf of bread and I didn't want to disturb. When they were done, one thought out loud, "now what should we do?" I smiled and suggested they give me room to walk by. They smiled back, so when they passed me I asked if they were brothers. They were both tall and thin and could have been.
I could have said he didn't look it, but instead I said, "what a great achievement, you look like you've had a wonderful life." He smiled, a handsome smile that touched my heart and made me feel like a young woman. As they began to walk away, I blurted out, "I just made 73!" They both turned around and said they hoped they had made me feel young. "Yes," I said, "in more ways than one."
Aw, such a precious moment, and memory for you.ReplyDelete
You took a moment and they took a moment to be conversational and all went away feeling better.ReplyDelete
You could have just said Excuse me and pushed on by, and the moment would have been lost. Good for you Inger - you caught that moment.
How tall were these guys? Any guestimate? (guess/estimate)
Oh Inger I am pretty sure with those beautiful eyes of yours this happens all the time. You are a beautiful soul inside and out. Hug BReplyDelete
You are a good writer. That opening sentence is just a really great opener. Read it out loud. You caught the moment exactly.ReplyDelete
On old men (and women).... yes, some are so beautiful and even more so as they get older. But, it takes a special person, like you, to discover that beauty in an old person.
beautiful story, now i am trying to decide if this happened TO you or INSIDE your head... which ever i like it...ReplyDelete
I love this, Inger!!ReplyDelete
What a wonderful interaction! 98 and upright is a huge accomplishment but this fellow surpassed even that!ReplyDelete
Murphy & Stanley
D.G. I'd say they were about 6'4 or - both of them. Same as my dad, I think. And so straight! I'm 5'11" and I had to look up. A rare thing for me.ReplyDelete
Manzanita: Thank you.
Sandra: It really happened. I'm strictly a non-fiction writer, when I try to tell a story.
i loved this! :)ReplyDelete
A rotten week has kept me from reading blogs this week, but I'm glad I was able to read this very sweet post!!ReplyDelete
Hehehe ... great post Inger ... I love it when young women stop to talk to me too ... :)ReplyDelete
That's so cool!ReplyDelete
What a lovely storyReplyDelete
Such a touching story. Love it!ReplyDelete
Loved this 'moment in time' you had Inger!ReplyDelete
The men probably felt the same as you as I am sure most people wouldn't give them the time of day.
How neat. He sounds like quite a character...ReplyDelete
What a lovely moment!ReplyDelete
Inger...will you be...will you be my matriarch?ReplyDelete
I dont have one, and I couldnt think of a better woman to show me the way to the golden years then you, through your beautiful writings, and your beautiful life!
What a wonderful encounter! Thanks for sharing it with us -- you write so vividly that I can see all three of you (and the squished bread).ReplyDelete
I am glad you had that encounter!!!ReplyDelete
Made me smile... but we both know...the bodies get old...but we are all young inside!! Some are lucky...the bodies stay good looking too:)ReplyDelete
That is such a beautiful story!ReplyDelete
What a fantastic encounter, Inger. The spark in the conversation shows the zest for life I sure do hope I have as I continue to grow older. And to be the age of those "young" men and have the twinkle in the eye, well, don't we want that! Wonderful story. I'm so glad you shared it.ReplyDelete
A truly precious moment. We should take the time to really see others more often.ReplyDelete
What a sweet and well told story. Their relationship was a bit of a shocker. Wonder if daughter/wife was still living?ReplyDelete
Thank you,you made my morning.
What a wonderful story! Today my dad turn 78. It really is all a matter of perspective.ReplyDelete
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Wonderful! I'll bet 73 never felt so young. I remember when my mom turned 90 she started feeling a little tired and said she wished she had the energy she'd had at 73!ReplyDelete
THIS ~~ is what makes unexpected encounters so magical!!ReplyDelete
Psst~~~someone thought Jim was my Dad one day....we LAUGHED SO HARD!!!!
What a hoot. Flirting with old men in supermarkets. *shakes head in wonderment*ReplyDelete
Hi Inger .. lovely you all had time for each other, and time to take time ... to not rush.ReplyDelete
What a lovely story .. cheers Hilary
Dear Inger, a lovely story and one well told. Three decades in that grocery aisle: a woman in her 70s, a man in his 80s, and one in his 90s and looking forward to being 100. So much wisdom there and life experience. Peace.ReplyDelete