Tuesday

Tuesday was a regular day for me.

They usually are.

Tuesdays on my calendar are a day that has to get done and put away like clean dishes.

I have staff meetings on Tuesdays.

I mess around and have a third cup of coffee.

My kids demand tacos.

It’s a rinse, lather, repeat kind of day.

I do not know what Tuesdays mean to everybody else.

Maybe for some, it’s when they head to the nail salon.

Maybe it’s the day when they're the first ones to walk into a barbershop.

It’s doctor appointment day. A trip to the dentist.

The day a certain Amazon package arrives.

They could hit up a theater for a discounted movie and popcorn.

They could troll the aisles of a local grocery store and watch the employees put out the specials for that week.

Maybe they go to a local diner and get the chopped steak for $11.99

I imagine somewhere, the Norse god Tyr appreciates the recognition of the day that honors his efforts against the monstrous wolf Fenrir.

Tuesdays mean different things for different people.

I know a person whose yesterday was special. Their Tuesday had a deeper meaning.

Their Tuesday belonged to somebody. Somebody who’s no longer with them.

It was a day in the words of Marty McFly, “heavy.”

A day to mourn and a day to celebrate.

I heard about their day. Saw they had something special planned.

Their loved one loved sweets, so they planned to go by a sweet shop. Make a pilgrimage to pay homage.

I never met this special person, but I imagine that sweets were a comforting treat for them.

They needed something delicious to get them through the week.

I know the feeling. I have treats I turn to on the harder days.

Pimento cheese. Bojangles chicken filet biscuit. Waffle House.

Balm on a wounded spirit.

These have gotten me through the roughest of Tuesdays.

They once got me through the worst Good Friday of my life.

I thought about this person all day Tuesday.

And I knew I wanted to let them know I did.

I know they love Sun Drop.

So I left a six-pack of Gastonia’s finest on their doorstep.

Just to let them know, I know.

It really doesn't take much to let folks know we see them.

Sometimes all we need is some candy, some chocolate, or some Sun Drop.

Any can make a Tuesday a whole lot better.