She finally came up to the front desk earlier this week and officially introduced herself. Her name was Maggie. She told me she was finished with school now and moving back home to Canada next week.
I considered her one of the "regulars" who'd always come into the university to study. She said she wanted to say goodbye.
"You always have a big smile on your face," she said to me.
That threw me a bit--her perceiving me as being "happy". For I'm not happy with the way my life is going.
But I do smile a lot, especially at work, being the first person students see when entering our department.
A lot of the time I feel like I'm wearing a mask to hide the pain and sadness and loneliness or perhaps I'm simply pushing it all to the side while at work.
Sing it, Judy.....
I shook her hand and told Maggie to come back and visit us.
"Keep smiling, okay?" she said on her way out.
I will try, dear. I will try.