If you cry outside when it’s 28 degrees and with the windchill being 16, tears become ice.
I’m wearing a hat of someone who’s gone. Remembering the day they drove up and I saw them wearing it and I said, “OH! I like your hat!” and they took it off their head and handed it to me with a smile saying, “Here. It’s yours.” wow! How cool is that?
I guess my recognizing the historic baseball team insignia and having a shared liking of baseball was why they gave it to me…they didn’t have to. That act of kindness will be kept in my heart forever.