03/02/2020
-flowers from a stranger-
03.01.2020.
I was pursuing my mental health awareness project
“I am grateful for your existence on this earth.”
in Times Square, 42nd street.
This has become a consistent routine for myself during the evenings because I am reminded how much of an impact
I can make by reassuring people that their presence is appreciated and valued by a complete stranger. I’ve had people communicate with me how lonely or depressed they’ve been feeling and how my sign has helped cheered them up by providing them with hope. Which is why I urge everyone to pursue projects that they have because you never know how much of a difference you can make in someone’s life even if that involves one person.
I was approached by a beautiful young woman with dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, hoop earrings, and a whitish complexion whom offered me a bouquet of white flowers with her left hand gripping them. Afterwards when
I thanked her, we gave each other a warm hug. This is the first time that I have ever been offered flowers by a woman before. I am aware that flowers eventually wither away but
I believe it’s the intention that matters the most. I couldn’t refuse because I could only imagine how this moment could’ve meant to her. Taking the time out of your day to do something good for another human being and having it appreciated is one of the greatest feelings.
When I asked her, “why did you do this for me?”
She told me that she bought flowers but she didn’t know who to give them to and I was the first person that she had seen. She told me there was no agenda behind her actions. Most importantly, she told me because I share my happiness and my love with others (through my sign project). That was one of the sweetest things that anyone could have said to me. I believe all women are (physically) beautiful. But what matters the most is where their
heart is as a person and as a human being.
She couldn’t possibly understand how a moment like this could have an affect on my life. I hold the words that she said dear to my heart. I don’t know her name or her contact information. But I will never forget what she did for me
and I will never forget this day, in general.