Zippidy Doo Dah Day

I saw someone I hadn't run into in a long time in the supermarket a couple of days ago. A beautiful young woman, both in looks and, more importantly, personality, and her 3 year old daughter, who hid from me by putting her hands in front of her face. I do have a reputation for making young children cry. I don't know what it is about my face that brings not only tears, to their faces, but also pulls howls from their lungs, like the world is coming to a horrible end. I actually used to take pride in the fact, that I could get the baby daughter of two of my friends to cry to beat the band (an expression that, in this case, means at maximum volume), just be looking at her. It was quite amazing actually. I have to say, although she is older now, as a baby, X (no name to protect the poor cry baby) could cry like nobody else possibly could, no matter what the age.
Anyroad (I really like that word), I believe it's important to appreciate the people in our lives while we can. B (name not given to protect the beautiful) was once someone I saw every week in my conversation group at the local Library. Then her husband had to go and get her pregnant. That was over 3 years ago. Well, my loss was her gain. She always was a very happy person, now even more so. It was good to see her.
As I was saying, we need to appreciate the people in our lives. I have to say, I become very attached to the people who come to my conversation groups. And, I become not only used to seeing them, but I look forward to it. Then, schedules change, or jobs change, and in some cases, I see them very rarely, or not at all. Oh, I don't forget them, and I don't think they forget me. But my life seems a little emptier, a little more drab (colorless). And, of course, there will be other people who come to the Library for me to torture, but I will always miss all those I see no longer.
So, look around you. Make sure you appreciate the special people in your life. You never know when your paths may, or may not, go in different directions.
On that note, I gotta' go. Eddie is fed up with my typing, and wants some serious headrubbing. He knows he's the boss. And how can I refuse that sparsely (yup, he's a bit bald on top) feathered little head. Hasta luego (until later).