Having a sweet week. Wanted to document this event before I forget.
I was at my favorite restaurant for dinner. As I waited at the take-out counter for a leftovers box, a little old man standing near me said in a voice holding a bit of a Celtic burr, "Have a great weekend." I turned to see who he was talking to, and he was completely focused on me. He had a sweet face with a button nose and chubby pink cheeks. He wore a knitted cap with a strand of red running through it. I smiled and said, "I will if you will." He smiled and said again, "Have a great weekend." So I said, "I plan to, and I hope you do, too."
And then he said, "You have many good things coming your way."
I can't remember what I said, I was so surprised and so charmed. Something like, "Thank you, I think so, too."
And then he was gone.
I told my sister the story. She said he must have been a leprechaun.
I think perhaps he was.
It was certainly a magical moment.