Two women engaged in what appeared to be a leisurely stroll were pushing carts down the sidewalk. One looked to be in her fifties-- I found myself admiring her warm, but vibrant red top. Her fellow traveler, possibly in her late thirties, was smiling and nodding as she listened to the other woman's words. A few moments after they'd passed by my perch in front of an apartment building, a high pitched squeal had me turning around.
A young girl, possibly in her mid to late teens, still squealing with the distinctly irrepressible joy often attributed to youth, enveloped the older woman around the waist, picked her up, and held her for about 4 or 5 seconds a few inches off the ground. Her joy was so palpable, I could feel it radiating off of her. Her joy was so infectious that I found myself grinning, drawn like a magnet to this unexpected expression and experience of love in action, delighted in this new mental picture. I don't believe I have ever witnessed a young girl so happy that she literally picked up an adult, momentarily holding her suspended in the air. Made my heart smile ♥️