So finally I found myself a comfy seat on a bench overlooking the indoor community pool where my son is taking a swim. I sit here with another women. She tells me her husband is in there as well. We smile at each other and the conversation dies down. She stands up to see where her husband is. She is gently leaning on the window and looks around. All of a sudden a small boy, maybe 7-8 years old, runs out of the deep end of the pool and to the window where she is standing, literally right by her side. The only thing that is between them is the glass window. He is saying something. His expression is definitely saying, 'Hey! Why are you still standing there!? Jump in!' The woman turns to look at me and we both laugh. We agree this is a very cute situation. I know this boy. He is always playing in local parks, splash pad and pools. He is a bit autistic but very slightly. He is known for showing his emotions "out loud."
The woman sits down. We agree that she must remind him someone he feels positive about otherwise he would run in a different direction. Instead, he runs to the window again and after a while again. Each time he has the same expression on his face and the same body language. His arms are raised as if he was an ancient Egyptian in prayer. I look at the boy's father who is sitting on the edge of the pool. He is smiling at us and gesturing that the boy likes the woman sitting beside me. What a positive atmosphere. I still keep smiling minutes after. How nice it is when someone, especially a child sees you in such a positive and inviting light! I am still smiling. This is gold! I am witnessing a real human emotion. Honest, true and real! Happy Friday my friends!
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