Because there have been times when I was short of money and worked two jobs to earn enough to support my children, I’m grateful to have enough to provide for my needs now.
Because I am grateful, I always carry extra toonies ($2) to give people who beg for money on my way to one or other of the local cafes I visit for coffee. I feel guilty — as if somehow I personally have failed that person.
Yesterday, I had an interesting experience. The man I usually give money to gave ME a gift. Someone had given him an unopened package of dates. He kindly offered them to me saying he didn’t like them.
As it happens, I don’t like them either. I find them too sweet — however, there was no way I was going to refuse HIS gift. What a wonderful gesture on his part! I was delighted.
As the gal I was walking with and I got out of his hearing range, I told her I didn’t like them either but I loved that HE wanted to give ME something. They didn’t get wasted. She took them home. Nice….
I will never forget him. Nor will I forget his desire to give me something in return.
Aren’t people wonderful?????