Today, the sweetest old lady and her daughter(whom was also older and I thought was her daughter) came into McAlister’s and I got their order. While I was getting their sweet teas, the old lady started chatting with me, asking where I went to school, where I wanted to go to college, what I wanted to major in, etc. And I said I’m a senior in high school and I wasn’t very sure where I wanted to go to school, but I wanted to major in music. As she grabbed her teas and walked back to her table to wait for her food, it dawned on me that she reminded me a lot of my grandmother. Suddenly, the tears welted up in my eyes and I had to expend all my energy not to let any pass the top of my eyelids, because I was sure I would start balling if any did escape. When her food finally came, my co-worker Jen was handling her food about to take it to her, but I eagerly asked her if I could take it to the nice old lady and her daughter. When she saw that I had her food, her face immediately lit up. I handed her her food and said to have a nice day; as I am to say this to every costumer, but this time I actually meant it. As she walked out the door with her food, a rather large tear rolled down my face, which surely sparkled like my grandmother once did. I quickly swallowed my grief and got back to work.
I hope I see that sweet little old lady and her daughter again someday <3