is his stomach. Yes, it's true. I just fell head over heels over this girl who served me lunch - a small, seemingly insignificant bowl of baked beans and chopped up grilled hot dog.
Kate came in to see how my work was going. I replied with a smile and a comment on how I was feeling. I asked her what there was for lunch. "Not much," she said, "Cereal?? There's hot dogs but no buns." I kept smiling - staying positive knowing that I really would like something more substantial than cereal or a hot dog without a bun.
Kate left the room to let me work and after about an hour, I was still working. Hmm, I'm hungry, I thought to myself. Before I could stand up to get ready to wander in the kitchen and start scrounging, Kate walked in with a beautiful smile on her face, a cup of water in one hand, a napkin and a bowl of beans and hot dog in the other. That's so much better than what I was thinking I was going to have for lunch, I thought.
A small act of kindness (which I knew wasn't small - those dogs were grilled, which means she stood outside in the heat to cook them, and she found those beans...) and I'm overwhelmed with the love from her and for her.
When you serve each other in selflessness, you can't do anything BUT fall in love.
