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Monday
Dec012008

Homeless Hungry Vet

There are a few other things I should mention that I'm thankful for: my car, my apartment, my money, my job, my clothes, my food.

Today I saw a man standing on the side of the road. It was snowy and it was windy. The kind of wind that makes the snow sting. He held a sign. Homeless Hungry Vet. I stopped at a light just in front of where he stood, and I quickly searched my car, wondering what I could give him. I had no cash, no food, nothing. Just a pair of mittens that wouldn't fit his hands and the meaningless contents of my purse.

So instead I sent a message into the universe. Please let there be someone who can help this man. A few seconds later a woman, also stopped at the light, put her hazards on and jumped out of her car. She ran to the man carrying two take-out containers. It was obvious that she and her passenger had just picked up lunch for themselves, and they were giving both meals to the Homeless Hungry Vet.

I watched as he thanked her. And as he struggled down a snowy hill. And as he crouched behind a concrete support wall where he could at least be partially blocked from the stinging wind.

The light turned and I drove away, thanking god or whoever for all the things I have that he doesn't have. And thinking about what I'm going to do to make up for being unable to help him.

Reader Comments (5)

Wow. That's amazing. What nice ladies to do that!

December 1, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterthe ex

Ya i agree that was really nice of them!

December 1, 2008 | Unregistered Commentermadison lush

Awwwwwwwwwwww... Shannon, you are the definition of altruism. There are not many people out there like you... you're the best! :)

December 2, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterLauren

You already did.

December 2, 2008 | Unregistered Commentertrinity67

When I lived in Coldwater, if a homeless man stood outside the Walmart, where they normally stood, my mom would go back in the store, buy potato chips, beef jerky, and all that other food that stays well for awhile, but fills you up. My heart hurts when I hear stuff like that. It reminds me how little I do.

December 2, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterAng

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