Have you ever said good-bye to someone you’ve never said hello to?
It happens all the time to me as I go down the street. A pretty smile from a girl, a group of rowdy teenagers, an old man settled on the steps in front of a building.
So many people you come into contact with briefly for a flash of a second, never to see them again. Sometimes, I go through my day wondering, “What if…” I had talked to that girl, or stopped to see what those teenagers were really talking about, or to find out the old man’s life story. Would I benefit from meeting them, or would they benefit from meeting me?