As we walked away, my date squeezed my hand again.
“You never really know what someone else is going through,” she whispered. The night had started with mild embarrassment and confusion — but it ended with quiet gratitude.
Sometimes we think we are the center of a moment, when in reality, we are just passing through someone else’s bravery. And oddly enough, that unexpected moment of chaos turned into the most memorable — and meaningful — date I’d ever had.
