My first meet up in Seattle, was at an Irish pub, kind of poetic since I had just found out that I am 21% (Irish the highest percentage of all the ethnicities my DNA test revealed).

I met a few people, one of the first people I met was an elderly man, whom was sitting by himself, I asked if I could join him, since I had just gotten food and wanted to sit to eat it. As I started to talk with him, he said to me, that I was not born in the US, I said he was right that I was born in Mexico city, he looked at me with a smirk and asked if I was here in the US legally. WTF!?!? I felt offended.

Later on in the evening, as he sat there, and many others came up to sit at the table, I noticed he had not left even though he was not talking to anyone & no one was talking to him. Later on, a woman next to me started to ask him questions, turns out he had lost his wife of 50+ years to cancer, he was retired and basically a lonely old man. At that time my heart felt forgiveness for the offensive question and empathy for him, while I also realized (yet again!)  that we never know another persons story.

Which is exactly why we/me should never take anything personally or make assumptions.

Thankful, Grateful & Blessed!