I saw the sweetest thing today….
We were at the gas station (I know, it hurts to even mention the word “gas” lately) when a girl pulled up beside us in a Jeep Wrangler. A few seconds later a guy in a truck whipped into the space beside her and got out to help her pump gas. When they finished they stood behind her car for a few moments—he looked like he was giving her directions.
Then . . . they hugged each other. They didn’t care that they were on one of the busiest streets in town, and that hundreds of cars were driving by, and that people were watching them. They just hugged like it was the last time they would ever see each other—like they were the only ones who mattered.
I tried not to stare, but it was So Freakin’ Sweet. Even baby girl in the backseat said: “Aww, they’re hugging,” so she feels me.
The guy gave the girl a quick kiss, and then they both got in their respective cars. The girl pulled out of the gas station one way, and the guy went the other . . . but I saw him put his hand out the window and wiggle his fingers—waving goodbye to her as she drove away.
(Sigh.) I’m a hopeless romantic. (And apparently so is baby girl!) It’s why there’s always a love interest in my stories. I love potential—and new romances. I remembered why today. I personally witnessed the stuff good movies (and books!) are made of.
I’m sure this event will somehow work its way into one of my future manuscripts. It’s too good to forget. (Hopefully I’ll do it better justice there, because the moment was *that* great.)
Have an awesome week! (And go hug someone you love like there’s no tomorrow!)