oh the people you'll meet

I have another post for the last week or so in the works, but I feel the need to tell you something incredible that happened to me today. I was standing at the tram stop, and I'm always jammin with my headphones in, but I saw an older woman motion in my direction. she pointed to the ground, where my ZTA think pink ribbon had fallen off of my bag. I smiled and said merci about 3 times, and proceeded to put it back on my bag. she continued to speak, quietly and obviously all in french. I told her in french my french isn't very strong, but tried my best to hear her and respond in french. she asked if I was American, and I told her yes. she told me her kids study around angers, are older and know English better than she does. she invited me over for couscous, and asked for my phone number (I had to give her Sarah's because I don't have a french number.) and then the tram arrived so we hopped on and sat together. she asked me if I had family in angers, and I told her that I didn't. she then put her hand over her heart and said, I am your family, you can call me. 

it took every fiber in me not to start crying and hug this little lady. today, #eurojules is feeling warm and blessed because of a Moroccan lady at the tram stop. 

cheers, jkro