The Taxi
(Author Unknown)
I arrived at the address where someone had requested a taxi. I honked but
no one came out. I honked again, nothing. So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear
something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A
small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and
a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one
had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In
the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase
to the cab, and then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.She kept thanking me for my kindness.. 'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated'.. 'Oh,you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me
anaddress, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?''It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly. 'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice'.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening.'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't
hav every long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.'What route would you like me to take?' I asked. For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the
building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through
the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds.She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been
ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl. Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or
corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing. As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now.
'We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building,like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They
were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been
expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The
woman was already seated in a wheelchair.'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse. 'Nothing,' I
said' You have to make a living,' she answered.'There are other passengers,' I responded. Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.
She held onto me tightly. 'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,'she said. 'Thank you.' I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me,
a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life. I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost
in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that
woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away? On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important
in my life.We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others
may consider a small one. PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, BUT THEY
WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.
I sure hope the one thing all girls remember about My Party Palace Triad is how special they felt when they were with us!
Princess Protection Program is Disney's latest movie starring Demi Lavato and Selena Gomez. When a tiny country is invaded by a dictator, a young Princess {Demi} (later known as Rosie) is taken into custody by the Princess Protection Program. She is whisked away to rural Luisiana where she must learn the ins and outs of behaving like a normal American teenager. In the process of adapting to her new life, Rosie gives her new friend and roommate, Carter, a few lessons in how to act like a true princess. 
Fancy Nancy Fridays Camp
We had soooo much fun at the Mommy and Me Tea Party on May 3, 2009!! All of the little princesses got to stuff a dolly to take home! All of the Mommies got to enjoy a tea luncheon while being served! Lil' princesses were taken care of by the My Party Palace Staff! Our mission is to empower girls and women through wholesome fun that is uplifting and stress free! We lived up to our mission today! Being a girl is soooo much fun!
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