is there a ghost in my heart

Working in restaurants i meet so many interesting people. Working in slightly higher end dining establishments means that people are there to enjoy themselves. Often they are celebrating. Reconnecting with family or friends. Anniversaries. Birthdays. Successes in life.

I enjoy it because they let me be a part of their story. At least for awhile. They are happy to see me. They are happy.

Last weekend i had a boyfriend and girlfriend in. She was meeting his mom and sister. They spent three hours putting me through my paces. Several drinks, hot water with lemon, coffee, three course meal.

Early in the meal they asked me my name. That doesn't happen very often. It became very friendly. We had small conversations each time i went to the table. Most of the other tables turned over in the time they were there. It was just lunchtime.

When they were getting ready to leave the boyfriend asked me if i believed in karma.

"yes!" i said. Because i do. I really do. It's one of the only things i believe in.

He said; "well, a lot of good things must happen to you."

It was the nicest thing i've heard in weeks.