So, I'm on my fourth week of early shifts and starting next Monday, I'll have a two week break before the AFI coffee runs start up again. I might be able to sleep in till 7 AM!
In other news, I did get a chance to see the eclipse yesterday but only three sightings of the first half from borrowing other people's glasses on my way back from work and then when I got home to my own pair, I saw most of the second half. Luckily, I also got to enjoy the crescent shaped shadows while walking the last half mile home from the bus stop. Whenever the sidewalk passed under a tree I slowed or stopped entirely to thoroughly enjoy the unusual phenomenon. There was another amazing sight to see when some clouds crossed over the sun and I could see almost the same image I would have seen with the special glasses and no cloud cover.
Shortly after the eclipse there was a brief rain storm that the sun had invited itself to. I had started reading Harry Potter on the covered back porch but kept putting the book down to watch the sun sparkle off of the rain and the shiny green leaves. There are moments that are too precious to miss even with a good book in hand and yesterday, I was making a conscious effort to notice them and to fully enjoy them as I had on the trail.
Most days I try to not only make the best of everything but to enjoy what I am doing and be 100% conscious of the present moment. I make jokes at work all the time; mentioning how some of the customers seem to be improvising with their dishes or leaving "presents" for me on the table when they leave everything instead of walking their dishes over to the trash can. If you haven't been inside a Panera, there's a double wide receptacle with a hole for trash on the left while portions on the right are designed to take dishes and silverware. I'm not criticizing, I am aware that there are those who honestly don't know how we work, but I can either be peeved about it or bring some humor to the situation. Like I've said before, I do a lot of damage control as I act like a babysitter for the dinning room.
Today, something else special happened. Someone felt comfortable enough to talk to me today about how, viewed from the back, a certain person had looked exactly like her late husband who had passed over 15 years ago and that she had been having this experience for a while now. The response I gave her, despite prefacing the statement with "maybe" had helped her. I had suggested that perhaps he was trying to give her permission to move on and before she left she asked if she could have a hug and of course I said yes.
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