Remember this moment

It's strange-

Sitting in a cold room; windows that take you back to a place where you don't want to return, chairs that go against the ideal comfort of a restaurant, tablecloths more reminicent of italy than of Texas, cement floors, and wooden walls. empty.

Then, someone, more than a stranger walks up to you. Someone with more than a rack of napkins in her hand. Someone with a story. Someone with something to say.

What precisely did we radiate at that moment? What energy did we emmit? What was it that traveled thru the empty space that was absorbed by her. What was it?

What ever it was, it reminded her of something special. Something that took her back- so far back- that she shared her thoughts and her words of wisdom.

Our memory of her and her words might last 15 minutes, 15 hours, 15 days, or perhaps (just perhaps) 15 years....

Whatever it may be, we took her back to a special moment, and in the end that is was truly matters.