I don’t like to leave my house. People are out there.
But yesterday I looked out my front window and saw a huge fallen tree branch lying on our lawn near the sidewalk. I walked outside to see what tree it had broken off from. I was not wearing shoes.
As I was standing there, an old man came walking down the sidewalk. He was very frail and walked extremely slow.
I stepped off the sidewalk to let him pass. I nodded hello.
He stopped and looked down at me feet.
“Do your feet hurt?” he asked.
I looked down at my bare feet that were now standing in the dirt so this elderly man could pass. I thought it was touching that he cared enough to ask.
“I guess so,” I said.
He looked up at me and paused before replying.
I’m never leaving my house again.