SOL March Challenge #8
I try to memorize their faces as they walk past me in a flurry. So I can remember.
How can this be? Everywhere I look. More people rushing through.
Are they going to be OK?
Why do they have to be here?
Each individual person fighting their individual battle
Some looking concerned, with a furrowed brow. Are they at the beginning of their journey, did they just receive bad news?
Some looking despondent, down at the floor. Are they in the middle of their journey, will they be turning a (mental/physical) corner soon?
Some looking tired, moving very slowly. Are they toward the end of their journey, will things begin to get better?
I wonder to myself. Why so many people? So many sick?
I set out to remember each face as they pass.
They deserve to be seen as individuals. Remembered for who each of them are. Not just a face blending into a crowd of many.
So……I study. I look. I acknowledge. I smile. I nod. I hold doors. I share greetings. I help. I remember.