Shareably.net has published a wonderful story. It’s not about politics, terrorism, crime, or religion. It’s about people. It’s about sharing happiness and sadness. It’s sure to make the toughest among us feel compassion, and may even bring a tear to your eye.
It’s a story about a woman, Ruth Peterson, who has many things going on in her life, and a chance meeting with a little girl named Wendy. The meeting is significant because Ruth really doesn’t want to talk with Wendy, who has a bright and positive attitude. When Ruth and Wendy spot a sandpiper flying past, Wendy tells Ruth that sandpipers are ‘joy.’
A relationship develops and Ruth begins to think of Wendy as less and less of an annoyance. Until one day when Ruth really needs to see the little girl, she discovers something sad.
She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sand castle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea. “Hello,” she said. I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child.
“I’m building,” she said.
“I see that. What is it?” I asked, not caring.
“Oh, I don’t know, I just like the feel of sand.”
That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes. A sandpiper glided by. “That’s a joy,” the child said.