10.09.2015

The girl at the bus stop

Yesterday morning I was coming to my work by bus and at one of the bus stops I saw a girl. She was crying. Her crying was sad, miserable. Her crying broke my heart because was honest and I felt like I've had passed for the same situation in one day of my life. I could feel what she was feeling.

Immediately I started to pray. I prayed to God help her, but what I really wanted to do was be there with her and ask if I could help her. She changed my morning. 

Maybe, my body had come to work, but in some way one part of me stayed there, seated on that bench. I hope that this part of me had helped her to get through that moment. 



See you!!

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