My parents are going through security at DIA when my dad recognizes a face. The face turns out to be that of Anne Lamott.
My mom walks over and starts a brief conversation with, "Excuse me, Anne." My mom then goes on to quickly tell Anne how much her writing has encouraged and helped my mom over the years.
After talking for a few seconds it was time to move about one's business and my mom said bye.
Later, on one of the DIA trains, my parents arrived at their concourse before one of the other passengers. My parents had to walk by this passenger in order to step off the train and when my mom did so, this passenger, Anne Lamott, put her hand on my mom's shoulder and said, "Traveling mercies."
1 comment:
That's so cool.
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