I don’t drive the kids to school often, but on the mornings that I do, I’ve noticed an elderly woman who sits in a big window overlooking one of the intersections near the school. She’s usually knitting or just sitting there watching. And I like to see her there. I feel like the kids crossing the street there are that bit safer having someone watch that they get across.
A couple of months ago, after dropping the kids off and getting to the end of the block, I saw that the blinds of the window she sits at were closed. It crushed me. I feared the worst. I know she’s quite elderly and that I’ve never spoken to her and I know nothing about her (other than that one routine), but it made me feel so sad to think that she’d passed on and that there was no longer a ‘guardian’ watching the intersection. The next time I dropped the kids off, the blinds were closed.
It was a while before I wound up driving the kids to school again. When I came to that intersection I was expecting the closed blinds again but this time, they were open. And there she was, knitting and looking out the window. I have no idea if she was ill and remained in bed later, if she was away visiting family.. none of that matter, really, but I was so happy to see her again that I was crying as I drove the rest of the way home.