Children are so nice...

While fixing a guys treadmill today, I was touched by how he doted on his daughter who seemed to be around 5 years old, kept his eye on her, and made sure she didn't wander off and get into some mischief...

And when I finished, as I was leaving, the father said; "I think she wants to give you something," so I turned around, and she shyly handed me this flower, so delicate that when I took it from her as gently as I could it folded just a bit...

But that's not important. The important part is I was pulled into her world a bit, that world where a child sees past the fact that you're big, and liked me, and absolutely made my day by giving me something beautiful, in that simple, powerful child way.

Thanks little girl, I'm afraid I was too focused on what I was doing to even really register your name as your dad called you to not wander off, so I'll just have to remember you as; "beautiful little girl who gave me a flower".