Christmas Kindness and Smiles

Carla and I are standing in line waiting to check out a present for Rosemary when I say to her, "How much money you got?"

She says, "I think I got a ten and a couple of ones."

I say, "You got a ten?  Give me the ten."

She takes her backpack off and starts to rummage through it.  (Note to self- observe whether or not teenagers use purses anymore).  She spends a good three or four minutes digging through her mini backpack when the thirty-something Asian girl standing behind us hands me a pen.  "You need a pen?"

This small act of kindness brings about an appreciative smile to my face but wells up a tidal wave of warmth inside.  It's just such a nice thing to do.  I explain to her that I am asking the kid for a ten.  I'm not sure she understands me, but she smiles.

I walk out of the store with a smile that lasts the entire day.