Maybe, Just Maybe

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This husband and I…

Don’t have any set day for laundry…go when the mood hits…twice a month when underwear runs out…

Headed to the Ezy Kleen…had been a few weeks…the place busier than usual…sat together watching the washing spin when in walks…

The chosen one…

Five years of Texas laundry…five years at the Ezy Kleen…five years and we’ve never seen someone there that we had seen before…yet there she was…

Not doing laundry this time but washing her car in the adjacent car wash…had come into the laundromat to grab some paper towels…

Beautiful as ever…dressed to the nines…too gorgeous for car washing to be frank…she caught our eye and waved…

And so we chatted…the three of us…about the weather…family…our age…the conversation often in Spanish…that husband of mine translating…

She was tiny…spunky…the Hispanic version of yours truly…except most likely she’d fix meals that he likes…not kraut and soups with no meat…and…get this…she was wearing three layers of clothing because…drum roll please…she’s always cold…

And so…sometimes in life…you have to wonder what the universe is telling you…and in this case…wife choosing me wonders if it’s a sign…

A sign from Someone Somewhere saying, “Don’t worry, Old Gal, I got this.”..

Because she does worry…a lot…about her people…her girls…her husband…if something should happen…they need her…what would they do without her…

But here is this Sign…reassuring…comforting…saying, “It’s ok. They’ll be ok. I’ll take care of them…”

Or maybe, just maybe…it’s not that at all…maybe, just maybe…Someone Somewhere decided to send an Old Gal a new friend…a new Ezy Kleen friend…

Cuz we all need new friends…so it could be that…maybe, just maybe…it could just be that…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…