I’m not a big believer in karma. Terrible things happy to great people and vice versa, but sometimes, the little stuff catches up with you.
I had run out of a few essential items and headed to the grocery store this past week. I am normally quite courteous to my fellow shoppers, but I was rushed. When I was done shopping, I made a speedy beeline to the checkout area. In my hurried state I, accidentally, cut right in front of someone. I didn’t stop. Instead I just hollered out a quick, “Sorry.”.
Then, I heard something that stopped me dead in my tracks. “Hi!”
I turned back.
Yes. I knew the person I had cut off. She is a widow that attends my church. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights. I unintentionally blurted out, “Oh no! I wasn’t suppose to know you!” She was, thankfully, very gracious.
In possibly related news: Two more pregnancy pounds magically disappeared from my body the next day, two weeks after I finished breastfeeding. Sadly, those pounds were taken entirely from my already flattish chest! As a consolation for my loss, a lovely zit also popped up in the middle of my 35-year-old chin.