March 20, 2016
There is a little girl--around five, brown eyes, blinding smile--who knocks on my door every day at 8:00 a.m.. She asks for a banana and asks that I peel it for her, "because I like it handed to me like a flower," is her reason. She thanks me, walks away. She has mostly become my days' highlight. I haven't thought to ask her name or why she does what she does. I figure, why not leave one thing to mystery while getting to live it every day? Mayhaps all of us need that in our lives.