We pulled into the right hand curb lane behind a car half blocking the driveway of the church parking lot. The passenger getting out of the car ahead of us was a young handicapped man, we assumed was the son of the mother who got out of the drivers seat to go around to shut the passenger door. As she walked back around the back of the car, she stopped and looked in the direction her son had walked. She smiled and waved glowing with love. It was a touching moment as we witnessed this precious expression.
By now, there were 2 buses in the middle lane. The bus driver opened her door to talk to us... She told us we were in a bus stop zone. We told her that we were waiting to turn into the driveway. She told us to honk our horn at the car ahead which was now hemmed in with no place to go. We tried to explain that there was a handicapped man that got out of the car. By now the car ahead of us was able to head off and we were able to pull into the driveway. The bus motored on. A moment in time viewed differently.
We realized that as well as the bus driver not having the full picture, we too had no idea of her day - perhaps she had just dealt with a difficult passenger or had stuff going on in her life or.... And then there is the mother and her son....
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