Recently, I suffered a loss that left me feeling blue until the night my neighbor, a jovial man, stopped me in the yard. He was eager to talk and told me a heart-warming tale that I’d like to share. It goes like this.
The Little Bear
I was at the Little Bear, you know, that rustic tavern in the Colorado Rockies that everybody’s been to at least once? Even Wille Nelson’s made a few surprise visits. I was there years ago when I was in my twenties. It was January. The snow was falling. The fire was crackling in the fireplace. You get the picture?
I looked across the bar and saw the most beautiful women I have ever seen. I mean, I got this big smile on my face, so big I could almost feel it stretching up to my ears. I couldn’t stop grinning. I couldn’t stop looking at her.
She saw me, walked over and said, “I see you’re in love.”
I told her, yes, I was in love and she said, “So am I.”
We had a wonderful relationship for some time. But I was to young, to immature, to make it last.
Yet to this day I can still see her smiling, and I wish her all the happiness and love in the world. I know she is somewhere, happy and content, because that is who she is and I am blessed for having known her.
He was smiling from ear to ear and I could feel what he was feeling. So share your good stories because you never know whose heart you might heal.