June 25, 2017

Crying At the Deli Counter

It’s a beautiful crisp fall Saturday.  I am doing what I habitually do on fall weekends: waiting for my turn at the deli counter. In the next two days, my family and I will have most meals on the fly as we run to five soccer games.  It’s time to stock up on supplies, and I’m here to do just that.

The customer ahead of me, a woman about fifteen years older than me, is having a hard time reciting her order. She is sobbing, loudly. I think to myself, “I wonder if she’s just gotten some terrible news?” I struggle to decide what to do.  Do I say something comforting, or pretend that I don’t notice?

Finally, I feel compelled to say “Are you ok?”

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Barbara Wasserman, LICSW