Today I was just about brought to tears.  While taking my youngest son to breakfast we learned that the restaurant'scash registers were utterly down.  They could not accept my bank card. I had no cash.  And frankly, the family is in a tough state right now due to the on-going custody battle I'm still in.

I tell my son, "I'm sorry buddy, I don't have cash and their machines won't take my bank card."  He understood of course.  We walk to the car and I drum up some coins.  I tell him we may have enough in change to make due.  My son even produces one, "Here Dad, take mine."  It was a dime.  It was a humbling moment.    Damn I love that kid.

We go back inside with enough for food but not for drink.  A man and his wife that watched us leave earlier approached me.  "Here take this, I have grandchildren and they would be devastated if they had to leave without eating."  I was speechless.  I looked at him and thanked him, telling him that we only needed enough for drink but he was already turning and walking away.  My eyes welled up a bit.  Just a bit.  But I felt it.  The kindness of a stranger. I was dumbfounded.  My eyes welled up a bit and I thought, "With all I've been through, there are good people."

We paid for our meal and I gave the rest of the money to my son asking him to thank the man for what he gave and that we only needed enough for a drink.   Obediently he ran over and back.

Call me sensitive or whatever.  But it meant a lot to know people that didn't even know us were willing to be kind.  I can bear witness to ...   more »