Rear-View Mirror

Crossing Tappan Zee Bridge from Yonkers on a Friday evening is never fun. Bumper to Bumper traffic or at least slow traffic is a guarantee.  I have seldom taken that trip alone and today was one of those lucky days.

As usual traffic started way before the start of the bridge. Tired from a long day at clinicals, and adding to that the aggravating crawling traffic, the drive felt so long and cumbersome. Within seconds my thought wandered to Reno and how I wished I was there. The complainer in me came out and I went back and forth in my mind just thinking about how I hate traffic.

Slowly, traffic started picking up a little but still slow moving, I was getting closer to my exit. Suddenly my eye glanced at my rear-view mirror and I saw a lady driving behind me perhaps in her 30's wiping her tears. I watched her cry and wipe her tears multiple times. The exist for me to get off approached and I got off. She drove past me and that was the end to it.

I realized that very instance how my eyes are blind to the hurt in this world. There are countless people hurting every second and here I was driving and noticed one. My heart was crumbled yet humbled at what I was able to see. Who else other than God opened my eyes to notice a tear from a Rear- View Mirrow. That is incredible.

I have no idea who she is, neither do I know the meaning of her tears. I know for sure that those were tears of sorrow. I prayed silently in the car for her as I drove to my destination.