In a search for that second room and the need to have some company while dredging up unwilling stories, Kosky and I found a cafe off the beaten path but with a full view of the passing world.
The morning deliveries to the bodega next door, the pizza guys coming in for good coffee, travelers dragging their suitcases, the regulars wanting a better-priced smoothie than the silly expensive place up the block...
Day in, day out sometimes interrupted with an occasional glimpse of a star ducking into the corner to make a call or a heroin addict nodding out as he dragged his shopping cart to his next stop.
Time passed uneventfully and storytelling got done.
But today was different.
A journalist from Tunisia with a camera guy lugging a big professional Sony suddenly appeared, ushering in a small woman with a soft face. The owner and the manager and the cook all waved them in, embracing, welcoming, bringing coffee, offering salutations of care and love and....
"He is a big journalist from Tunis," the owner told us.
Hello, hello welcome to New York, we said.
"He is here because she is going to see her daughter for the first time in many years. That is why she is crying."
The woman held up five fingers.
"Do you want to say anything?" the camera guy zoomed in.
What could be said of that kind of love? What well wishes could possibly honor the millions of minutes she had waited to see her child, always her child, no matter how old that child might be?
We wished her all the love we saw in her face to fill her reunion.
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12 comments:
I just can't find the words to express myself <3 . This blog is gonna be my new exile :)
With lots of love from Tunisia
a marvelous relation ship between a mother and her daughter séparatend by thousands kilometers.
hello from tunisia, salutation from the depth of the heart, salutation full of love,admiration and respect for you madam and your colleague sitting next to you in the coffee. I have seen you in the program today and i wanted to thank you on behalf of all the tunisians from the interest you have shown for mouna (the daughter) and her mother. the meeting was full of emotion something unexplainable and unpredectable many tunisians reacted immediately after the program they were cried and praying for her the love we saw is breathtaking. im a tunisian woman and on behalf of us i wanted to thank you thank you from the bottom of the heart for your tears your pray for that desperate mother and for the unconditional interest you gave her. respect.
Dearest readers of Tunisia,
It was a privilege and an honor to write this story. I am so happy that their reunion went so well. And thank you for your comments- they have left me speechless and grateful. Love, no matter how, what, when, where or why is, in the end, the only thing that matters. Blessings to your beautiful country and welcome to Her New York. - C.O.
Rien ne vaut l'amour d'une mère... Thank you for this amazing words
Am Tunisian and i saw Television program, which contributed to the help of many people and break the distances I want to thank you very. for ur interest and i Really appreciate your sympathy with them good job koski and wish u all the best nice blog
Hi!I'm from Algeria,really you were awesome and you have a beautiful heart, thanks for a sweet words
thank you, from TUNISIE
<3 :* Thank you :*
this is the emission on TV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qh9lOP47Hjk
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I just want to say thank you for this wonderful blog ,i m tunisian student in Germany missing my family , my country and i really felt the words you wrote . God bless you :)
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