“Weeellllll look aheeeeeerr. Look who we have here
today. How you doing, Sugar? I didn’t think I would see
you again.”
“Me neither,” answered George. “I was on the bus
yesterday, too, but you weren’t here. Where were you?”
he asked.
“Tuesday’s my day off, Sugar. It’s the day I take care
of my sick father. He can’t remember anything anymore.
He doesn’t remember his name nor his pride and joy.
Could you imagine not being able to remember me! Not
easy to see your father every week and he has no idea
who you are.”
“I’m sorry,” said George, feeling bad that he hadn’t
thought she had a care in the world. Everything is not al-
ways as it seems.
“Don’t be sorry, Sugar. It’s part of life. Every one of us
got challenges. Everyone who comes on this bus has
problems. Some got marriage problems, health problems,
family problems, work problems, and some got all kinds
of problems. It’s part of life and I’m just another person
on the bus who’s got another problem.”
“But you’re so happy and cheery,” said George. “How
do you stay so happy?”
“It’s just what I’m all about, Sugar. It’s because I love
life. It’s because I love you. And it’s because I love me.
How can I love myself if I don’t love you? How could I
love myself if I don’t love everyone? You see we’re all
connected and I love it all. Even the ones who are hard
to love.”
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