When Good things Happen

[Stinky]

I pride myself on being kind when I can.
I have helped here and there.
And then it happens to you.
And then, and only then do you realise the enormity of your little gesture to someone in need.
You help someone and it gives you a little pleasure.
For not a lot of effort.
You do not realise what it means to that person in need.
To have a complete stranger aid you, give you their time and just…….help you.
For no reason other than innate kindness.
Me, today.
Lubersac , cash withdrawal from the ATM.
And then on to Super U.
Fuel needed and so CB is pulled from my wallet.
And the wind does what it does and 300 euros flies out of my wallet.
All in 20’s
And that is a heart stopper.
Scrabbling to pick the notes up before they disappear.
And two men get out of their cars, having just refueled and chase my money.
Back and forth, faster than I will ever run.
And I have crumpled notes shoved into my hands, and they are off again.
More balled notes, a nod and a smile, and something like ‘Vous etes bien?’
And they nonchalantly get into their cars and drive off.
Every single note was there.
They will have forgotten their 3 minutes of kindness.
But I never will.

[Sparkle]

That's lovely to hear. It brightens the day