Walking down the main aisle in Target, I spotted a more senior congregant. We had not seen one another in some time. We saw one another, smiled widely, laughed for joy, and embraced.
I then turned to my right. At the very same time not five feet away there was a younger woman with her shopping cart. She locked eyes with an older woman who was either or a friend or relative she too had not expected to see. They connected, smiled with joy, and embraced.
Realizing the oddness of what had just transpired, the four of us looked at one another. “I think we just did the same thing, the woman said. We laughed, and couldn’t help but nod and smile.
There’s a lot I could unpack here.
But suffice it to say, not all holy moments take place in a synagogue or church pew.
