No, You Go First

Early this morning, I’m driving to campus for a meeting.  I’m half awake, and the day hardly shimmers with beauty in the drizzle.

I come to a four-way stop sign at the exact same time another car reaches it.

The driver, an older man, points to me and waves.  “You go first!” he mouths and smiles.

“Me?” I point to myself.

“Yes,” he nods.

“Really?  Me?”  

I drive on, feeling a burst of love that people do show kindness and insist that others go first.

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Did someone let you go first today?

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