Abraham...

...Is the elderly man I met today at the local Mc Donald's. An affable, out-going person, who does not hold onto some of the social barriers we too often set up in our life.
In a very friendly way he approached a young mom just to make sure that he was learning Spanish right. You see, he had a study guide with him and had been working on his laptop for a while when the mom came in and sat next to his table. Noticing she was speaking Spanish to her daughter he jumped at the chance and just started chatting away with her. I smiled. She looked at me and smiled, amused by the situation.
People like this are refreshing, they're like the rain in the desert. And I was thirsty. So at once, I decided to become a part of his life for a little while and joined in. I got up from my table and approached the two of them, conversing in Spanish too! 'Hola! Me llamo Fabienne. Soy Francesa. Como esta?'
A big grin on his face, he replied - in Spanish of course - delighted at the language club that was now forming in the restaurant. He wanted to know everything: 'How do you say this word? and that one?'
We talked and laughed for half an hour then it was time for me to go. I called my boys, gathered our belongings then headed out to the door, but not without stopping by his table to shake hands: 'Abraham, it was a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for letting me in your life for a moment.'