A middle aged missionary came into work today. My mom works directly next door to me and had sent him over. "You must be Paige. Do you drink alcohol?" "No." "Do you smoke cigarettes?" "No." "Do you drive fast cars or eat hamburgers?" At this point I started laughing. He said, "Im just kidding, I like to start off with a joke so people don't automatically reject this coupon book I am selling." I laughed and he continued, "So on the first page you get a free hamburger, here you get a free kids meal and on the last page you get a free brownie. I am a missionary and have never been married. For the past 15 years I have been married to God. I believe that it is important to understand how God loves you before you can love someone else. Is your mom married?" I said technically. They are separated. "One day I hope to find a gem just like your mom. I think I am going to bring flowers later but shhh don't tell her." "I won't tell her." In the end, I bought a coupon book, felt sincerely cared about by a complete but incredibly kind stranger, and I realized once again how incredible my mother is.
I’m pretty sure I just saw the man of my dreams… And now he’s gone… Forever. I was at the post office getting money orders when a handsome cowboy walks in right behind me. He had a nice brown cowboy hat, blue button up shirt, some rather nice fitting jeans and boots, of course. At that moment I realized something….. I should probably start dressing better. I was wearing a Lion King sweatshirt with black cutoff shorts and sandals. Not even cute sandals, they were basically slides but for a boat. If that makes sense. I stood there in line, trying to look as confident and pretty as possible, but you can only be so pretty with your hair in a bun wearing a sweatshirt and grungy shorts. I made attempts to steal glances at him, but he didn’t notice. It wasn’t long until I was called up to the cashier and was then having to socialize with the cashier while he printed my money orders. The cowboy was right beside me with the other teller and all I could do was try to s...

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