I love to people watch. Seriously, I could sit at a busy area with a cup of coffee and watch people for hours and never get bored. There are times when I stumble upon people that I find interesting and this lady was one of those people. I thought her attire was interesting, especially the gold hat to match the gold shoes. Her husband (or I assume that it was her husband) had suffered a stroke or something and couldn’t speak well, but yet you could see that he clearly adored her. I don’t know where they were going, or even where they had been, but as the train arrived, he leaned over and kissed her about four times. It was one of the sweetest things I’ve seen in a while. He rambled on and on and she never said a word, but her actions spoke louder than any words she could have ever said.
Isn’t that the case with most of us? It’s not the words that matter- it’s the action and intent.


