I'd Like to Tell You a Holiday Story
Dec. 2nd, 2006 12:35 pmCause I'm a big sap and I just love holiday stories.
Today, I went to the bank to draw out money so I could get money orders for my rent. The bank happened to be inside an Albertsons store that was JAM PACKED because of an 8 hour special sale.
I went to get my money orders and then discovered they had 24-packs of dietCoke for $3.99. Wow! I had to get two.
I got in one of the monstrously LONG lines and dug in to wait.
A few minutes later, an elegant looking older lady looked around, saw me standing several people behind her and asked if I'd like to get in front of her since I only had two items and she was waiting for someone.
I thanked her, took my place, and noticed a tiny little terrier of some sort in the child seat of her basket. It was adorable and I baby-talked it like I'm prone to do. She smiled, but didn't say anything, which seemed strange cause dog people usually like it when you make over their pet.
I put my groceries up on the check-out and the line moved up some. I heard another lady join her and the lady tell her to put her groceries up first.
I glanced around and discovered a lady older than me that seemed very nervous (she was talking fast and all aflutter) and not quite as well-off as most. She had bad teeth, her hair was unkept, and her clothing was old and worn.
I smiled at her and the line moved up again.
She started talking about the little dog, which was hers, and how she couldn't get a place to live because nobody would take her and her dog and she couldn't give up her dog.
Then came the part that surprised me. The homeless woman asked the well-dressed woman, "What did you say your name was?"
As we moved up further and it was my turn in line, I heard the rest of the story. Or, part of it. The part I learned was that these two women didn't know each other, but the woman who had enough was buying groceries (and items for the dog, too!) for the woman who had nothing.
It gave me chills.
And, it made me very thankful that, even though life sometimes seems really hard, I still have my kids, my cats, my job, my home, my car, and enough food to eat.
Happy Holidays!
Today, I went to the bank to draw out money so I could get money orders for my rent. The bank happened to be inside an Albertsons store that was JAM PACKED because of an 8 hour special sale.
I went to get my money orders and then discovered they had 24-packs of dietCoke for $3.99. Wow! I had to get two.
I got in one of the monstrously LONG lines and dug in to wait.
A few minutes later, an elegant looking older lady looked around, saw me standing several people behind her and asked if I'd like to get in front of her since I only had two items and she was waiting for someone.
I thanked her, took my place, and noticed a tiny little terrier of some sort in the child seat of her basket. It was adorable and I baby-talked it like I'm prone to do. She smiled, but didn't say anything, which seemed strange cause dog people usually like it when you make over their pet.
I put my groceries up on the check-out and the line moved up some. I heard another lady join her and the lady tell her to put her groceries up first.
I glanced around and discovered a lady older than me that seemed very nervous (she was talking fast and all aflutter) and not quite as well-off as most. She had bad teeth, her hair was unkept, and her clothing was old and worn.
I smiled at her and the line moved up again.
She started talking about the little dog, which was hers, and how she couldn't get a place to live because nobody would take her and her dog and she couldn't give up her dog.
Then came the part that surprised me. The homeless woman asked the well-dressed woman, "What did you say your name was?"
As we moved up further and it was my turn in line, I heard the rest of the story. Or, part of it. The part I learned was that these two women didn't know each other, but the woman who had enough was buying groceries (and items for the dog, too!) for the woman who had nothing.
It gave me chills.
And, it made me very thankful that, even though life sometimes seems really hard, I still have my kids, my cats, my job, my home, my car, and enough food to eat.
Happy Holidays!