Like most others during this time of year I spent much of my Saturday Christmas shopping to find the perfect gifts for those on my list. As I walked out of one particular store an older Hispanic woman caught my attention. Through broken English, hand gestures, and repeated words for my sake of understanding she made her desire clear that she would like me to drive her across the busy center street nearby. Since there were so many cars on the road she felt it would be safer for someone to drive her than to walk.
Once I finally knew what I could do to help her out I was more than happy to give her a lift the short distance to the other side of the road.
As we drove taking a few U-turns and side streets to make it across the car cluttered road she continued to talk and ask me questions in her broken English. Most of them were the basics like if I had grown up in Utah or if I was Christmas shopping, but one of them struck me. She asked if I was single and when I assured her that I was she gave me a knowing look and said that she could tell because my face looked single. The way I presented my face let her know that I was not married. I wondered over her words and thought deeply about what in my face would let her know that I didn't have anyone special in my life. My normal thought would be that single girls try harder to look more ready in public by doing their hair and wearing make-up to look more attractive, but this Saturday I had done neither. I wore my hair in a ponytail and had not put make-up on. So what could it be about my face that would have told her that I was single?
While I thought on this a realization hit me and I thought about my sister. She has always been beautiful, but there was something that happened to her when she met her husband and was truly and wholly loved by him. She glowed and continues to glow to the point where she is gorgeous. Her face and eyes exude happiness and acceptance. I think that this was the look that the woman knew about when she saw my face. She knew what a face looks like when they are loved by someone.
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