Okay

Monday, January 27, 2014

This morning I ran to the grocery store to get milk and eggs.  I was feeling pretty BLAH.  When the checkout clerk asked how I was doing, I said "I'm okay".  It's what I always say.  Some people always say "good".  I always say "okay".  Since Max died, I am just okay - I feel completely inauthentic saying "good".  Anyway, this morning after I said, "okay", the more than 80ish year old man in line behind me replied, "You look like you are doing a helluva lot better than just ok" and then he winked at me.  Flirtatiously.  It made me smile.  I'm not even sure if he had teeth.  But, his funny flirt made me feel better than okay for a few minutes.  I even got in my car and laughed.

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