Jolene Navarro here. Join me today as I drive a little south and walk along the San Antonio River. I’ll tell you a story about how we are all connected.
Are you the kind of person that will talk to a complete stranger in the store or standing in line?
A couple of weeks ago my sister had an encounter with someone that made us realize how small the world is.
Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud,
but be willing to associate with people of low
position. Do not be conceited.
The story my sister just told about her morning shows us how small the world is and how we are all connected if we take the time to listen.
My sister, Tracye, leaves the gym after her usual morning workout on Jan 2. She stopped at the gas station to get her morning coffee. She doesn’t do the overpriced trending stuff. (You can tell this is my sister’s story and not mine right away because none of my stories would ever start with coffee…or a visit to the gym)
The bread delivery man was knelt down in the aisle, stocking shelves.
My sister: Scuse me. I’m just going to sneak around ya for a bit.
Delivery Man: Oh, sorry. (He moves out of her way)
My sister: Oh, no. You’re fine. How’s your day going?
Delivery Man smiles: Better if I wasn’t working.
Returning smile, my sister: At least you have a job.
Delivery Man chuckles: I love positivity!
My sister: My grandfather was The Bread Man from Leakey Texas.
Delivery Man, eyes wide. Carl Guinther!
This completely catches my sister off guard. “Yes!”
Turns out Martin worked in Kerrville and prepared our grandfather’s delivery to Leakey. They chatted awhile and my sister got to hear stories about our grandfather that died in an accident 21 years ago on Jan 2nd while making deliveries.
So the total stranger was not a stranger after all and it was a great feeling to talk about Paw Paw with him.
My sister: “Thanks bread man Martin for your stories and sweet smile.”
Once she tells me the story we find out from a friend that she knows Martin and his family. Her boys played football with his boys and my husband coached his sons. Like I said, not a stranger at all.
By the way, Kevin, her husband makes fun of Tracye for making friends with total strangers she’ll never see again.
My sister: “l keep making friends with total strangers because you never know how beautiful that can be unless you start talking and hearing their stories.
😘❤️ We miss you Carl Guinther aka Paw Paw… WW ll flight instructor… breadman… milkman….ice cream man….mailman❤️
Thank you Tracye for sharing your heart and your stories.
Because I like having faces to names here is one of my favorite current picture of Tracye and me. We are dancing with our aunt Molly (she’s in the middle) So be like Tracye, dance whenever the music moves you and talk to strangers as if they are friends waiting to meet you.