Evening of Evenings

Walking thru the valley of the shadow

I start my bittersweet blog tonight with touches of something I cannot yet explain.

It started when I picked up some food at an Italian restaurant. I took my order from the place and as I exited, a timid Japanese couple approached the door. I smiled to them and made the way for them to enter the tiny place. They were gracious and thankful of my manners, but as I left I felt a bit off-kilter. I felt I had almost led them astray for having been nice. I wouldn't categorize Americans as totally nice or inviting. Did I lie by acting nice and breaking the mold? Was I betraying my fellow countrymen or worse yet was I setting up a perfectly reasonable and polite couple with child for total and utter annihilation of their views of Americans?

But when I looked up at those stars tonight and saw the sky lit with those familiar lights, I knew that they would be fine.

It's universal that people can be assh*les.

But it's superhuman to be honest and caring.