Yesterday was my last class and I was in a rush. I had prepared a presentation with a colleague, I was laden with my computer and my bag of snacks, my purse and my twisted, therefore wobbly knee. It was already dark when I got to the campus and it was quite cold. I walked through the indoor parking lot and got to the entrance of the building that leads through labyrinthine corridors to the room that has been my Tuesday evening haunt since September.
I did not have a free hand to reach for the door know even and would have had to put down my bags...
and then a young woman walked through the doors and before they closed behind her, she reached over to the wall and pressed the automatic door button. She walked past me and magically, thanks to the touch of her spirit more than the push of the button, the heavy double doors swung open and I walked through them with a smile and a warm glow that the future is safe in the hands of people such as these.
I called out over my shoulder: " Thanks. And you are going straight into my blog".
And here she is, as promised.
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