I don't normally burst into tears
I was driving down the road from the post office on the way back to the office. My route took me past a cemetary. Usually there is nobody there or there is a large group for a funeral. But today as my vehicle got closer I noticed there was somebody there, a lone, solitary figure.
It took me a minute to decipher this because the person was not standing. It was an older lady who had one of those walkers that you can use to push yourself and when you get tired you can sit on it and get a rest.
Her body language got to me. She was sitting on her walker, head bowed all alone at a gravesite.
It made me immediately sad. I burst into tears as I understood how lonely she was and how much pain she must be in.
A complete stranger and I wanted to turn my car into the parking lot and go up and give her a hug and let her know it was going to be alright and she wasn't alone. But really, what do I know about it? Looking at her grieving body it was very apparent that for her nothing would be alright again, and that in the absence of the person she had lost there could be a trillion people in the world, but she'd feel alone forever.
I got all that just driving by. And I wept for her, the total stranger.
I am still feeling a pain in my heart for her and everyone else that has ever felt that way for losing their soul mate, or their parent, or child, or friend.
It makes me resolved never to let anyone that I love ever doubt how much I love them or to squander an opportunity to express my feelings.