So this morning I needed to kill about an hour before church, so I went to a lovely dinette.
Ordered my coffee and breakfast. Enjoyed my meal and asked for the check.
The waitress, with a big smile on her face, informed me that my check was taken care of. I immediately thought maybe someone was messing with me, so I asked who took care of it.
Without giving herself away, she tells me the woman in the corner booth took care of it. I walk over and there is a woman and her two teenage children and her husband and I thank her profusely and tell her that is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.
She tells me it was her pleasure and that I am a beautiful person. I still have goosebumps!
Wow, see? There are truly good people out there!