starbucks not only brews coffee but great memories

"Do not let your adorning be external—the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear— but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God's sight is very precious.  For this is how the holy women who hoped in God used to adorn themselves" 1 Peter 3:3-5

i arrived to starbucks saturday evening. expectant of a good time. we greeted each other. her with her smile. me with my glow. spiffy as she described me.  i ordered a passion tea shaken lemonade. my favorite on the menu. she opted for nothing. we sat outside. the warmth in the air was just in its peak even at the evening hours. but we wanted to converse outside sitting in the comfy couches. and that we did. for hours. we spoke of college. of style and lack of. we spoke family. broken homes. dads. moms. their imperfections. and just everything. while i listened to her, i learned of her beautiful simplicity. i admired her kind heart as she spoke. and i savoured her truest sentiment as i shared about my deepest struggles. in her eyes a sincere love and admiration.  what a magnificent soul. i was privilege to sit with what felt like a little angel. as i drove home, i couldn't help contemplating the words that we had allow to escape our sacred hearts. and the tears we each held back. we were both of a same kind for a moment or two. just women who love and have loved each other deeply. i took from her lessons of good, she took from me lessons of wisdom.

what  a pleasant evening to say the least.