I had a similar experience a week ago, when the person filling in the for the landlord accidentally thought I wanted to move, so had brought a young couple to visit the apartment. The mixup was understandable and since the apartment was in good shape and neat (I had done the cleaning the day before), I let them in. There was another apartment on rent just like mine so this visit was of use to them.

What took me by surprise was something about the kindness in this young couple and their lovely little girl. Something about how hopeful and happy they looked. They were, despite their unique appearance, just like the pictures in those picture frames, in the spirit, like a happy generous family. The guy had a nice warm voice and apologized and also expressed gratitude at me accommodating them. Despite his accent, his voice felt so familiar to me, like just the kind of voice a father should have. The wife was spending the time looking at the rooms to see which would be best for her daughter, seemed like a picture of caring. There was so much positivity in them I almost forgot it was cold and raining hard outside and the winter chill was coming from under the door.

It made me quite sad though because the familiarity of all this was just a reminder of what I had lost and what I could have had and what I needed.