Ralph - in red flannel

I walk through many doors throughout the day: hospital doors, doctor's office doors, laboratory doors, imaging doors, etc.  It may sound like a simple and petty task, but I always hold open the doors for others.  When it come to me, I often get the door shut in my face. I find this very sad.  What happen to common curtesy and respect?
That all change today when I met Ralph.  We was an older gentlemen with a walker.  I saw him heading to the door, so I sped up as much as I could to help him. I had a few shots in my spine that morning, so I wasn't moving at a fast pace.  He noticed me wobbling down the hall. He stopped just as he reached the doors.  His said, "excuse me beautiful lady, but do you need some assistance.  I can call someone for you."
I told him no, in fact, I was rushing to help him with the door. He was stunned that despite my pain, I wanted to help him.  I also mentioned how much I loved his red flannel outfit.  It was a complete ensemble with pants, a button up shirt, and a matching floor-length robe.  He was flanneled out to the max, and he rocked that fashion statement with ease!  I loved his swagger!

We came to the conclusion to meet in the middle.  I held one side of the walker and Ralph held the other.  It was the perfect solution.  We shuffled through the revolving door together.  Luckily, we made it out!  Those revolving doors are terrifying!
It was such a pleasant day we both decided to wait outside for our transportation.  We found a comfortable bench that was partially shaded and overlooked Syracuse. We talked for an hour about everything under the sun.  It was lovely!
Once his ride arrived, he took my hand in his, kissed the back of my hand and told me it was an absolute pleasure meeting me. My sentiments were exactly the same. I had an wonderfully delightful time getting to know this incredible man.  Just as he was getting into his transport van he said;                

"I knew we'd go together
Like a wink and a smile"

As he walked up the steps into the van, just before they closed the door, he turned to me to flash me a wink of a smile. His gesture filled me with hopefulness I haven't felt in a long while.

It's heartwarming to know there are still people out there like Ralph.  He completely changed my mood and got me out of the "pity party" I was throwing for myself.
No matter who, when, where, or why, there is a lost soul just like your own. When you find such a person, every difficulty is pushed aside and it's possible to escape pain, sadness, and hardships for a while, together. The simple touch on a hand, arm, or shoulder goes a long way. Not to mention a big ole bear hug. Everyone love those!  Stop and take a moment to perform a random act of kindness when you can.  You'll be amazed how much it will brighten you day, not to mention the gift you are giving to the other person.