Well it's a sunny, spring day here in Pennsylvania as I await to get off-loaded at a customer. I take a sip of my morning cup of coffee in the truck, and reminisce about "the most precious cargo" I have ever hauled. A warm smile crosses my face.
Having spent most of my career life behind the wheel of a big rig, it was a bit of a blow to my ego to land a job driving a small 18 passenger bus. But a local job is what I needed at the time and so, I took the job. Little did I know what awaited me!
This special cargo that I hauled everyday lifted my spirits, melted my heart and gave me hope. You see they were seniors from a retirement home.
From the grumpy ones to the happy-go-lucky ones, they all held a special place in my heart as I drove them around to various places.
And so, when I think of them as I often do while on the road, my heart melts and a smile crosses my face.
And I think of how privileged I was to have been able to haul "a most special and precious cargo."