Mo is always there, without fail, to watch and wave.
He always, without fail, waves back… just before he hops back on to ride to the next house. Sometimes the driver even honks.
I know it might sound funny, but it’s a beautiful way to start our week. Because it’s not about garbage. It’s about connection. It’s about finding beauty and joy, no matter where you are. No matter what you do.
Mo thinks (as do I) that the trash man has a very important job. She has told me several times that she would like to be a “Trash-man Woman” when she grows up.
One trash can at a time.