My nail broke.

A small trouble, but it spoils the mood. Women will understand.

Today has been a failure overall: the dry cleaner didn`t manage to return the dress I needed for the evening, I couldn`t find my lucky shoes in the repair shop, and now this nail…

Are you angry with me, Universe?

I ran into the shopping center to grab coffee and popped into the manicure chain salon. I say, girls, nail, sad trouble, I only have ten minutes, fix it, please… And look, I`m sitting, drinking coffee, fixing the nail.

I see an elderly woman approaching the administrator. Such a proper one. Dressed modestly, but… thoughtfully! With a scarf matching the hat`s tone.

She asks:

— Does a manicure cost 20 euros?
— Yes.
— With coating?
— No.

The old lady stepped aside. Stood there. Thought. It`s completely obvious: she has the last three hundred rubles. And a million holes in the budget that could be plugged with them. But she`s not an old lady. She`s a woman! And a woman wants well-groomed hands. At any age.

She approaches the administrator again:

— Does the coating cost 5 euros?
— No, 10.
— Ten? — the grandma recoils in shock.

No, 30 euros won`t fit her budget… She decisively adjusts her hat and walks away, clutching her coat.

How humiliating poverty is! How sad it is when you have to choose between the desirable and the necessary!

When pampering yourself is an unforeseen budget expense, a hole that you don`t know how to patch later…

But the woman. The woman lives inside. She wants simple, earthly joys, like clean nails in an olive shape, wants to like herself in the mirror, wants to be beautiful. Not to seem like a Woman, but to be one!

Women have no age. There is a state of soul. A spring state. The grandma lacked 5 euros for spring. How is that possible?

My hand is held by the manicure master Anna. – Forgive me, Anna, I`m going to ruin everything now, but… I break away from my spot, run after the grandma, that is, after the Woman. After the Wo-man!

— Wait, wait! Don`t go!

She turns around confused.

— Come, come for a manicure! — I embrace her shoulders, turn her towards the salon.
— Who are you? — the old lady is scared.
— Me? Nothing. The manicure fairy. Come, we`ll paint your nails…
— I don`t have enough for a manicure with coating.
— You do-you do! There`s a promotion today. Every hundredth client gets a manicure as a gift. With coating!
— And I`m the hundredth client?
— Of course! The hundredth! The most hundredth in the world...

The grandma skeptically follows me to the administrator.

— Is it true that I get a manicure as a gift? — she still can`t believe her luck.

I stand behind the old lady, show the administrator the money and wink.

Administrator Liene understood everything.

— Yes-yes, everything is correct. I just didn`t realize right away. Go for the manicure. With coating.
— Oh, I`ve never won anything in my life, — the grandma babbles, beaming with happiness.

The girl-masters saw our scene. All smiling, saying to the grandma:

— Well, choose which one you want?

The elderly woman can`t calm down about her luck:

— Girls, dears, it doesn`t matter to me. Any one. I see poorly, I do my manicure myself, but here I wanted it so much… And look, what luck!

Finally, she sits at the nearest master, but administrator Liene comes from behind and says:

— I forgot to say that you also get paraffin therapy for hands as a gift, — and looks expressively at the master.
— Got it, — the girl smiles and nods, getting to work.

The grandma completely melted. Almost crying.

We exchange looks with Liene. I thumbs up. She laughs and waves her hand, like, it`s nothing… The positivity level around noticeably rose. It smelled like spring. And the coffee is tasty. And all the girls are beautiful. And life is wonderful!

Well, to hell with that, my dress in the morning and shoes. So, that`s how it should be. I won`t be glamorous externally in the evening, but internally I`ll beam with happiness.

I return to my Anna.

— Sorry, — I say.
— Oh come on, it`s like I went to the movies, — Anna laughs.

I think about how I want to always want to be a woman. Yes, exactly `want to want`. I want this need not to dry up – to like myself. The spring need. The need for love.

To like yourself in the mirror – priceless. To cut vegetables for salad with groomed hands – priceless. To feel beautiful despite the wrinkle lines – priceless!

I receive an SMS on my phone. One publisher who recently published my article informed that I earned a fee. And the amount indicated is equal to my gift to the old woman.

I show the SMS to Anna. She laughs and says:

— And it had to happen! Boomerang! Good always returns.

I smile. I literally feel the Universe patting my head, like, good job. And I melt from happiness and become beautiful.
He does see, this Universe of ours. And always reacts in time. And today the Universe is very happy about my grandma. That is, about my woman. And together with us enjoys spring.

P.S.: photo – the heroine of the article. When I asked permission to photograph, she said: `I haven`t even put on lipstick…` I tell you, a real, real Woman!

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