Perspective

Met a couple who had been forced out of Syria. They had lost everything, he wasn’t able to work in his field, but even though they wished their country could be righted they were grateful to be here. I said that watching the news it was overwhelming and I didn’t know what we could do. I managed to get out “we’re glad you’re here” but then I could barely speak.

The woman, in traditional attire, was apologizing to me for her lack of English.

None of us three were huggers I judged but we left each other with many thanks.

Certainly changed my afternoon.

And my perspective.