The beauty of the old village is something that words can scarcely describe. The world is a beautiful place when you set off to explore. I love the fact that even if you cannot speak another’s language you can always communicate with a smile. The little older greek lady at the taverna I like to get my morning coffee at and do my wifi does not speak any english but she always greets me with a smile and touches my hair. Her eyes are bright and shining and I see that she watches for me each day. She knows what I order and now has it ready for me. Her daughter speaks some english and today she told me this: my mom says you are a beautiful angel. Then the daughter proceeded to ask me a lot of questions and then translated back to the mother what I said. The look of love in the mother’s eyes was tender and sweet. I will miss my morning coffee’s with them. I am taking in the moments that I share with each person who comes into my existence.
- Online Writing Club