The wind was pushy on this particular this morning, but all the grass wanted to do was wave to me as I walked by. 

Don’t forget to wave to those folks you see every day. The mailman, the bus driver, the young mother pushing a stroller down the street, the cashier at the coffee shop. They’re all people too. Strangers who help us identify routine, who give us the security of home. They don’t even know how important they are to our sense of being. Don’t forget to wave.



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