Where I Belong...

Yesterday was probably the highlight of my week, possibly my month.

Why, you ask?

Because yesterday a Deaf man came into Dunkin' Donuts; I could tell right away he was Deaf--he wasn't speaking, just mouthing words. My manager had no idea what he was saying. I came over and said, "Hi! Do you know sign language? Would you like a donut?" I think his eyes almost popped out of his head!!! 8-) After he recovered himself, I was successfully able to understand the six different donuts he wanted, and which separate bags he wanted them in. I told him I wanted to be an interpreter, and he said, "Great! I'll watch for you."

I was on cloud nine for the rest of the day. I haven't signed in about...oh, ten months; I can't believe I remembered so much! I really hope he'll come in again. I cannot explain the ecstacy of signing with a Deaf person--while I'm doing it, the whole time something in the back of my mind is always whispering, "This is where you belong...This is where you belong..."