I want to talk about the kindness of strangers. I know in today’s world between all of the scary stuff we see on the news and being so caught up in our own lives we don’t help each other out as much as we should.
I know I try to live the golden rule. One should treat others as one would like others to treat oneself. If I find someone’s wallet, I try to find the person or I turn it in to the customer service desk. Or if I find someone’s cellphone, I call someone in their contacts to return the phone. This may seem silly “Of course, you should do these things”. I try to keep it in perspective that although you should do these things it doesn’t mean that everybody does. Once, I dropped my phone in Target and someone just took it. Thankfully, they accidentally texted my dad, so we got the number and called them and made them return it.
Okay, let me get to where I’m going with this. The other night I ran out real quick to get some Rita’s Italian Ice and I went through the drive thru. When I hit the gas my car wouldn’t move. I somehow got it to roll to the front and parked on the sidewalk. Of course, I didn’t have my cell phone with me so I ran inside to call Chris(my husband) and nobody seemed phased inside, let alone offer any help.
I went outside and tried to restart it and it wouldn’t even start. Thankfully, there was a very nice couple sitting outside eating their ice and the husband came and helped me. The stayed with me for 2 hours trying to figure out what was wrong and gave me a ride home. They lived a half an hour away and she was pregnant. They were so nice and so helpful and I’m so happy and grateful that they happened to be there to help.
I know this is going to change how I am and I’m going to try to help anyone I see who needs help.
Overall, I needed to put over a thousand dollars into my car to fix it, my Rita’s melted and I didn’t even get to eat it but since I have the husband’s phone number I’m going to call him to get their address to send them a thank you (a crocheted hat for their daughter and a crocheted baby blanket for the one on the way).
Author Bio: Michelle lives in Philadelphia with her husband and her 18 month old daughter.
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