I Bought Shawarma and Coffee for a Homeless Man – He Gave Me a Note That Changed Everything

A cozy café | Source: Midjourney

And suddenly, I remembered that day clearly. There was a thunderstorm, and many people came into the café looking for shelter.

A man had stumbled in. His clothes were soaked, and a look in his eye told me he was desperate, not just for food. For something else.

No one even looked at him except for me. The waitress almost turned him away, but just like the other day, I’d heard my grandmother’s voice.

So, I bought him coffee and a croissant.

A woman holding a to-go coffee cup and a to-go brown bag | Source: Midjourney

I told him to have a nice day and shared my brightest smile. It was nothing special… or so I thought.

It was that same man, and my heart broke again. Clearly, his life hadn’t gotten any better, yet he remembered my kindness. But was food once every few years enough?

I couldn’t sleep that night with the thought racing through my mind.

The next day, I left work early.

A woman in her late 30s smiling on a snowy street in the day | Source: Midjourney

Luckily, he was close to the shawarma stand, just huddled in a corner, hugging his dog. The adorable pup wagged his tail when he saw me.

“Hey, there,” I smiled. “I read the note. I can’t believe you remembered that time.”

The man looked up, surprised to see me, and gave me a brittle smile. “You’re a bright spot in a harsh world, child, and you’ve saved me twice now.”

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