We all have a story!

I had the pleasure of meeting a beautiful woman, probably about 80 years old, a few days ago. Her name was Rose. She has lived on the same block her whole life. I was going in the front door of my son's school and passed her as she was walking down the sidewalk. We exchanged smiles. I dropped off Zeke's tennis shoes for recess, which was my mission and walked out the side door of the school, and there was Rose again. We both laughed, and she asked me if I was a teacher. I said that I was a parent, however we are all teachers!! We stood there for about 10 minutes and I was blessed to listen to her story. She shared her life with me in those few moments, and I made a new friend. Before we moved along with our day...I asked her what her last name was...and this keeps ringing in my ears. She snickered and said that this was the only thing ever written about her, and it was in her yearbook in high school. "How can a Rose be Green?" Her last name, of course, being Green. It puts a smile on my face every time I think of her! So now, Rose, you have been written about twice in your life!!