angel-1252558__340In order to get onto the naval base where I work, I must pass through a security gate. This isn’t like the security guard post at your Nana’s gated community. At 7:00 a.m. when I arrive, there are usually eight guards on duty, frequently wearing bulletproof gear and with rifles slung over their backs. I try to make this experience pleasant and always smile broadly at the guard who checks my I.D. One guard likes to greet me with, “Have a blessed day.” I doubt that he and I are of the same religion (I’m Jewish), but I appreciate this small moment of grace as I start my day. It always leaves me with a sense of peace.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s