Writings: Find the shampoo

The drug store on the corner just changed owners & its name.

I was glad to see they kept most of the workers from before the change.

Really needed some shampoo. Went & asked the woman who was stocking the shelves (who I believe has the biggest smile in the place )where it was, now.

“Oh, we moved it!” And she walked me over to the dish detergent.

“Oh, it must be over here.” Looked at another place, not there.

We walked kind of all over,  and then she asked  someone else. “Over there,” he pointed, and so it was.

“You must be sorry you asked me,” she laughed.

“No…you make it more fun to look for stuff. Glad I asked you.” And we both left it there.

That’s the way it is, sometimes, hey – it’s really not that important that we hang out with people who know it all. It makes for a better trip (I think) if they care as much as we do about looking for the goal (or whatever we’re striving for), but isn’t it great to have someone along who makes you wish the trip was longer?

We’re all gonna get there, eventually. Even better if we get there together, still smiling.

Love you, and glad we’re on this trip –
Brother Ian