thoughts

Today on my way to get gas, a car was stopped a couple cars in front of me with it's hazards on. People went around the car (we were in a turning lane) when they could, I ended up right behind him. They tried to push the car.. these two older men. Then I saw some man in a suit running up from behind my car to go and help push the car out of the intersection and into the parking lot. It seriously made me smile. That's something that my dad would have totally stopped to do. I miss him. It feels like that was his way of saying hello.