Friday. 08:57.
My morning coffee is disturbed by the ding-dong of the doorbell, followed immediately by knocking on the door.
The classic delivery driver ring/knock combo.
Putting my beloved beverage down, I grumpily make my way to answer the door for this well-practiced routine.
I do not like human interaction in the morning. Especially when I am not yet adequately caffeinated.
Through the frosted glass I see the blur of a fluorescent yellow vest that confirms its a delivery man.
Deep breath in, forcing myself to smile a bit in preparation for some obliged pleasantry, I pull the door open.
I am stunned for a microsecond as I discover my delivery man is not a man, but a woman.
An amazingly present, pleasant, and joyful woman.
I look down to where my parcel would normally be - already on the step as the delivery man is already making his way back to his vehicle.
But there is nothing there. And she is not trying to get away.
She is standing there, making full eye contact, smiling broadly, with the box in her hands.
She passes it to me in a way that seems like she is so genuinely happy to be the one to bring me this amazing thing that is going to make me so happy.
And suddenly... I am.
But not because I'm so excited about this box containing organic beef tallow and a digestive enzyme supplement.
It's because of her. Or specifically, her energy.
Suddenly, even without enough caffeine yet, my morning just brightened.
And just like that, in about 3 seconds, this woman's energy changed my own.
Without knowing anything about this woman, except for what she does for work, I am instantly a fan.
Enough so that I am creating this post as a natural response to her energy.
I can respect her for being willing to do the hard work of driving all around town jumping in and out of her car, knocking on doors all day while sticking to deadlines.
But nothing brings more INSPIRATION to someone's heart - especially a man's heart - as the joyful, radiant happiness of a woman who is genuinely enjoying a moment of giving
