Day 86 ~ Harmony's Melody

Day 86 ~ Harmony's Melody

 

Mar 27, 2014

 

My first: I interacted with a black man, nurturing the harmony that can exist between our two cultures.

 

This was my day to give blood. Yes, every 56 days, my blood is good for the taking! I arrived and got the usual friendly greetings from the American Red Cross staff. I kind of feel like Norm from Cheers on blood donation day!

 

The blood pressure was good. The iron was good. The heart rate was good. Thank you, God, for my good health…and that is why I’m here every 8 weeks. I know there are so many out there that are not in the best shape. How could I not share my blessing with them!

 

While donating, I saw a young black mother sitting with her children waiting while her husband donated. When I was finished donating and sitting in the “canteen” enjoying juice and Cheez-its, the husband was taking his turn with his children while the mother donated. Of course, I started up a conversation with the young man. He was so open to talking and sharing with me. You could tell that his children loved their daddy and that they were loved by him. He was very proud. The children were beautiful and well-behaved considering the length of time they had to be there while both their parents donated. The dad talked about his mother and how she likes to spend time with each of the kids separately. I could relate to that as a grandmother! It proved to me that the love parents give lives on in their children and their grandchildren and so on.

 

As I left, I told the daddy how wonderful it was talking with him and that his children were beautiful. It reminds me of how the role of Dad is so underestimated. When a dad is present and he loves and interacts with his kids, no other gift can hold such treasure.

 

Was my interaction with this man and his family about black versus white? Was it about young versus old? Was it about male versus female? I guess all these differences were apparent and present. But when I departed that day, all I could feel was his goodness, renewing my faith once again in people. I only hope that he felt the same about me.