When I was about four or five, my mom and I were going to a movie. Back then, most places didn't take debit or credit cards-you had to use cash. My mom only had enough for the tickets and apparently I was just heartbroken that I couldn't get any candy. (My parents were brilliant: I remember always having to say "that's okay, maybe next time" whenever they said I couldn't get something I wanted). I don't, however, remember this particular instance. Mom said that the man behind us overheard me asking, and my mom saying that she didn't have enough money. He pulled out some cash and handed it to me to buy my candy! My mom still tells this story and talks about what an impact it had on her at the time. I would be willing to bet that this man had no idea at the time that we would still be talking about this small act of kindness nearly twenty years down the road. You never know how something so simple can impact someone's life.
