i read a book when i was younger about how coincidences are not so happenstance, they serve a purpose. everyday i crossed paths with people, have brief moments of eye contact or take a quick minute to listen to someone’s story while in line for coffee, i always try to send a compliment to stranger if my heart calls me to. i have learned that we are here to support one another, to make connections, to give and take when needed, to listen and converse, to help and be helped, to pick up treasures and trinkets along the way to use now or to store away for later. you never know what some else has to offer you, what message they have for you or vice versa, people are gifts. so (almost) everyday i am reminded of this simple yet so complex thing when lucy leaves me all the treasures that she has stashed in her pocket throughout the day, things that somehow fill her and remind her of me, the world around her or just to have a reserve on those days that she may need them the most. taking time to literally stop and recognize those moments when they are happening in her life speak to the fact that she is here to teach me some lessons. wise old soul.