I used to think you had to wait until life was perfect to help anyone. But that day in the grocery store, my life was anything but stable. I helped anyway.
And somehow, it came back to my front door in an envelope with my name on it.
So yeah. I paid for a poor grandma’s groceries. Three days later, the clerk showed up with her final request and the keys to a different future.
Now it’s on me to live up to the kind of person she thought I was.
