Thousands of people weave in and out of our lives during our short time on earth.
But between the hustle and bustle of chasing this thing we call the American Dream, only a rare few have the chance to leave permanent imprints on our hearts.
In an emotional “letter to a regular,” Cameron reminds us all to take the time to marvel at the beautiful strangers God brings into our lives.
The way he sees an iced venti green-tea latte with 10 scoops of matcha will simply never be the same…
“You used to come in every night. We’ve wondered where you’ve been. For two weeks, our nights have been silent, bland, without your beautiful face and your colourful dresses and your news about your son’s new business venture.
We had your yogurts ready. Ample matcha for your drink.
But you stopped coming.
Tonight, your friend came in. Asked if I knew the girl with the flowy textured cotton dresses.
And told me you’d passed away.
You were homeless. But you didn’t let us know.
You came to us every day for months, and sat and talked with us.
Every night, you’d go around the store, collecting cups, plates, straw wrappers from the floor. You were nothing but smiles around us.
Every single night, you stayed until we closed. We close earlier than any other location in town, but you stayed with us because you liked us.
You struggled with your mind, as many do.