A stranger once shared food with me and talked me down from fear when a snow squall stranded us at the peak of a hike. I think often about this person’s willingness to help and how it completely transformed that experience.
A guy helped dig me out of the snow where I got stuck turning off the road into a parking lot. I had nothing but my hands but he had a shovel in his truck. It made me realize that wouldn’t have done the same as him, but I wanted to become a person who would.
I didn’t have enough money in my account for groceries at a grocery store. I had to walk out without it. While I was trying to figure out what I was going to do, a lady came up and handed me my groceries. She just said don’t worry about it and walked away. She didn’t make it weird or make me feel bad at all. So thankful for that random lady. I doubt she has any idea how much it’s meant to me over the years thinking about it.
I was 17. A teacher of mine was on his day off but decided to came at school and took me of my class only to go to the school cafè and talk. He noticed that i wasn’t ok at that time and wanted to let me know that I wasn’t alone, and he could help me if I needed him.
Me and this teacher had some fights before (and after) this, but to this day I am really thankful for what he did for me.
Grazie prof
Once I’d gotten into the wrong queue at a toll booth. Realised it too late and trying to merge was hopeless. People behind me were honking and this one dude with a marvellous moustache at the other queue stopped and smiled at me.
I became homeless when I was 18. On my first day on the streets I was sitting at a bus stop crying and a homeless guy came up and asked what was wrong. I explained my situation and told him I didn’t even have enough money for a bus ride. Without hesitating he pulled out a baggie of coins, counted out enough for his own bus fare, them gave me the rest. That act of generosity will stick with me for the rest of my life.
