Today I was waiting at the light, ready to turn into the store parking lot. A blind man started crossing the street, tapping his cane from side to side. About halfway through, he turned around, then back again, seeming disoriented. He laughed to himself, started tapping all around him.
He then began to walk out of the crosswalk and into the intersection. I rolled down my window and began calling to him when suddenly, a guy in a t-shirt came darting out of the store. He yelled to the man and when he got to him, he reached out and took his hand.
He talked to him for a second, then he lead the blind man over to the bus stop and sat with him. After a minute, the good samaritan got up and ran back to the store.
And I thought, why didn't I get out of my car? Why did I call from my window?
It's weird lately because I'm going all Angelina Jolie around here. I've been buying baby clothes to donate to the Pregnancy Crisis center and today was the day I was going to drop them off.
But I kept thinking, why didn't I get out of the car?
I felt awful as I drove to the center to drop off the outfits. And when I got to the door, the older lady said, "Sorry. We're closed." I nearly cried.
I said, "Can I just leave these donations?"
Her face brightened. She asked me and my kids to come in, sit down. She was beside herself. She didn't know me, didn't know why I'd want to go buy clothes for strangers. But she was so touched.
Then she looked at my kids and said, "You are lucky. You have a good mom."
My son beamed and nodded while my daughter went about playing with the toys. Then the lady took my hand, like the guy that took the blind man's hand, and she said, "You're an angel."
So as I left with my children, I thought to myself, I may not always get out of the car when I'm supposed to. But I can hope that I'll get out when I need to.