While we were travelling to your Mom's house for your birthday party, we stopped at a left turn light.
We had the top down and your hair wasn't tied.
The girl in the next car said, 'Honey, your hair is going to be in knots'.
Then she tossed us a hair tie. What a sweetheart.
In the car behind her was a family.
The mother was crying, head in her husbands (the driver) chest.
In back were two distraught looking kids.
I wonder, how we can all live in this world, and yet have so many worlds between us.
I saw generousity and dispair, 20 feet apart, at a stop light.