Adventures of a Social Mom

A West Coast woman, living in the South… Living loving and laughing everyday


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Saturday job

I have a Saturday job, cutting hair, that is sometimes exhausting, but fulfills a need I have to connect with strangers. Today an older man sat down in my chair, dusty work clothes and disheveled gray hair. He said that he could, “hear his mother’s voice telling him it was time to get a haircut.” He shared boyhood stories of growing up in Cary, NC and collecting eggs from his grandfather’s chickens, how kids today don’t know how to work hard, and he told me about his business selling mulch and Christmas trees. He was simple, hard working, and smelled of sweat. I am grateful for this moment.
 


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This is 41

Every night I have wine alone, wake up and have coffee alone, go to work and eat lunch alone, come home and make dinner alone, feed pets and a teenager who is never pleased… then I have wine alone.

I talk to strangers all day long. Everyday. Listening to their stories, what makes them tick and what they need from me to help them with their lives… Sometimes I sell them bottles, or potions (no I am not a witch doctor). Sometimes I just listen and smile and they feel heard. I am friendly and make a point to learn peoples’ names because people matter to me…

And then I drive home alone, make dinner alone, feed pets and a teenager who is never pleased… then I have wine alone.