Needed... a little less me and a little more of others

I was riding TRAX home from work today and started to get irritated with the 5-6 kids behind me crying and being loud. Irritation surfacing at the mom's who were likely worn out from the day spent downtown. Then a guy sat down beside me and after a few minutes he struck up a conversation with the 5 year old boy who was swinging on the hand rail. 


The conversation was about almost nothing really, but it made me smile. And I forgot about my irritation and myself for those few minutes. When he got off the train a few stops later, I was still smiling and was much less irritated at the noisy kids. Thank you, Steve, who cleans the tables at City Creek.


Steve and I will likely never meet again; however he symbolizes something right in my world today.