I had some sort of good interaction yesterday. As I was staying on a bench with “my partner” (joking, I dislike that term, “my girlfriend” is more accurate), I heard my name being called and I saw one of my old work colleagues in a restaurant uniform, from accross the road. We talked for a while and catch up.
She was a nice person, and I also worked briefly with her daughters, where I was their boss for a time.
It seems things are going well for them: they’ve even opened their own venue. One of the daughters has also pursued her career and is now on her way up in a good company, only helping her mother with the business on weekends.
I felt a bit down over the weekend, but this lifted my spirits a little.
I was genuinely happy for them, knowing how much they struggled. It was good to see that happy paths do exist.
Maybe not everything in this world turns for the worse. It appears that things can change for the better, and for good people, sometimes they truly do.
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