Beyond Bus Fare

Coming out of Starbucks this week, a  homeless woman approached me asking for spare change for bus fare.  I gave her some, then watched as she walked to a bus stop and sat down on the bench, shivering in the cold.  She had a red jacket, but her hands were bare despite chilly winter temperatures.  It was starting to rain.

 

I walked up and asked the woman if she had any gloves.  She shook her head: no.

 

So I went to my trunk and pulled out a pair of red angora gloves that a friend had given me.  His wife had died, he was moving away, and he’d given me a few items in hopes I’d find someone who needed them.

 

You should’ve seen the broad, gap-toothed smile on the homeless woman’s face when I gave her those beautiful gloves!  She thanked me, and looked as though she couldn’t believe someone would do something so nice, just because it was the right thing to do.

 

I can’t imagine anyone who needed them more.    It sure felt good to help someone who needed it, and who appreciated it so much.

 

 

Miriam

 

 

Thanks Miriam!