While picking up some elderly relatives from church today, I stood in the crowded lobby of the church for a while waiting. At some point in time, I noticed a person standing by the doorway, also with an elderly woman. A tall girl with glasses and boyish short hair. Her clothes weren't fancy or dramatic enough to really show anything, but my gut feeling was that she was a TB.
At one point, we made eye contact and, surprisingly, she smiled at me. At that moment, I think there was a mutual understanding. After all, how often do you see an evidently TB-ish person at a Catholic church? Pretty rare.
That brief moment with the stranger made me chuckle.
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