I had to make a run to Wally World to get some more bubble wrap. Today is really my last chance to get everything fully packed up before the move to the townhouse. I almost didn't leave the house today, I started to say.. "Screw it if they get broke" and box them up anyways. Knowing this wasn't the smartest choice for me.. I threw on some clothes (didn't want to go in the Hubby's boxers and a tank top haha) and Finally went.
As I was pulling up to the Red Light to leave Wal Mart, I saw a man sitting at the corner by the light. He was dirty, looked as if he hadn't showered or shaved in days and his clothes were dirty and were wearing holes in them. The man also looked as if he hadn't eaten in a while. His clothes were loose and he had to constantly pull his pants up.
He wasn't asking for money, he wasn't saying he was Homeless. He simply had a small sign that said he was looking for work and that anything would help.
I knew I had a couple bucks in my pocket, so I honked the horn and the man walked to the window. I handed him what was in my pocket.. which was exactly $2. He teared up as he took it and said "God Bless you". My heart broke. All I had was $2 bucks. What is that going to buy this man?
As the man was walking back to his backpack that was leaning up against the light post, I noticed his backpack was ragged and just dingy as the man was. I also noticed an Army patch sewn to his backpack. I wasn't and am still not sure if this man was ever in the service, but I knew I needed to help. My heart broke for this man.
I went straight home. I had just bought the husband a bunch of little snackable foods for the ship.. and I knew this man needed them far more than my husband would, and I know that my hubby would have smiled if he knew what I was about to do. I filled a grocery bag with a couple bottles of water, several packages of cheese crackers, tunafish and crackers, a few cans of Vienna sausages and a couple apples. I grabbed the keys and headed out the door. On my way back to the Red light at the Wal Mart parking lot entrance, I stopped at Burger King and got his man a burger, fries, and a coke. Stuck the B.K. bag into the grocery bag and made my way to the redlight. I knew it wasn't much, but I did was I was able to.
I pulled back up to the light, the man noticed me again. I waved him over again and he walked up and I handed him the bag and Said, "I hope you like Burger King!". The man smiled and his eyes teared up as he told me, "You don't know how much this means to me. God Bless you. Thank you so much Miss." I smiled. Said it's not much, but it's all I can do. He smiled and noticed my shirt. I'm wearing a "Navy Wife" shirt. He then said, "Thank you so much, it's more than you know. Tell you husband thank you for his service.".
As I was driving home, all I can think about this man. He is probably in his early 50's. I don't know who he is, where he came from or anything about his past. All I saw was a man that needed help, and all he was asking for was "work" as if he didn't want it handed to him. I obviously couldn't give him a job, but I wasn't going to let this man go hungry.. at least not for today, and I gave him enough that he should be good for tomorrow as well.
It really makes me stop and think about things.. I got the reminder that there is always someone who needs help, even if they don't ask for it.
Makes me think of the quote from the book Dear John that I love:
"When you're struggling with something, look at all the people around you and realize that every single person you see is struggling with something, & to them, it's just as hard as what you're going through."
... But in this case, I'm truly blessed with everything I have. Some people have nothing.