JJ's Journey

I don’t want to bother you with my existence, but I’m so tired of burdening my heart with your absence. If I am to die today, I will leave for you my soul . I want her to tell you all the secrets my heart left untold. I want her to tell you how my heart skipped a beat during your presence. To tell you how my breath would lose its way during your absence. Allow her to follow you places I could never go, into your mind, your thoughts, your future—the unknown. Perhaps you might grow attached to her; you might accept her like winter does the cold. You might even grow fond of her; she might remind you of a woman who once treasured you like gold. Have courage and listen to her speak; watch her eyes cry the tears you begged me to keep. Let her love you as If I were still there, as if I were the sun brightening your darkness with my glare. Make her smile as you did my lips, for this poor soul carried my sorrow like an everlasting eclipse. I was happy with what little bit of you...

It was like any other normal day at work. I was making my rounds, walking the sales floor and checking in on my sales team.   As I went from one department to another I saw a lady in a wheel chair browsing the racks, alone. I didn’t think anything of it at first until I made a second stop into that same department and noticed that the sales associates were not approaching her to offer her assistance or help in finding something for her. I knew that it wasn’t out of their lack of knowledge on the product or their speaking capabilities; it was their lack of comfort and confidence in communicating. I approached the lady in the wheelchair, I smiled, and I asked her if she needed help finding something. As she moved her purse to uncover her keyboard, I realized she could not speak. She began to type something for me, quite slowly, and I glanced over her shoulder to read the screen on her keyboard and it read, “I need   top for brown pants.” I looked at her smiled and said, “ok....