This morning I went to my favourite druggists to buy stuff I can't afford, and instead of Juan, my favourite druggist, there was a very attractive, talkative middle aged woman dressed in a white pharmacist's jacket. She explained that Juan was on holiday, and that she was covering for him. Needless to say, the poor woman didn't have a clue where the stearic acid was, or the lanolin, or the KOH, but she soldiered on and found everything. Then, when she brought the last bag of chemicals I'd ordered, she suddenly said "what a wonderful world". I agreed, for want of anything better to say or do, but then she explained. She's a pharmacist and knows about the effects of some of the products she was selling in the druggists, but had no idea about their uses in chemical processes like soapmaking, and so she was learning so much new stuff, and she was so happy about it. She then said, "you just keep on learning until life ends" with a big happy smile on her face.
I'm so dumb at times that I didn't realise how beautiful or profound that moment was until 12 hours later, while shaving, and it hit me between the eyes how very right she is, how happy she looked and how we should never stop learning until life ends. I smiled so broadly that I cut myself with the straight razor...
A very happy moment.