Tonight the Kid and I were almost home, stopped at a red light. An older man was on the side of the road with a sign asking for spare change. It was so sad to see someone his age standing on the side of the road. He should have been in a retirement home somewhere, watching TV, and waiting for someone to bring him a bowl of hot soup.I rolled down my window and passed him a dollar bill that I had in my spare change tray. His hand was dry, and rough. He said, "Thank you. God bless you. Happy Valentine's Day".
How absolutely sad is it that someone can be living on the street and remember to wish me a Happy Valentine's Day?
It seems to me that there is a huge number of homeless in south Florida. I guess if you have to be living on the street somewhere, it's better where it's 70 degrees almost year-round, but I can understand how someone could easily lose everything here. Most people move down here to escape something somewhere else, but then they get here and realize the rent is a lot higher than they thought it was going to be, the salaries are crap, and the social service lines are long. And for some reason, beating homeless people to death seems to be a sport in Broward County.
And yet, with all this, he wished me a Happy Valentine's Day.
There's nothing like the human heart.
2 comments:
How very sad. And, amazing that someone in dire straights would be kind enough to wish someone else well...all while the assholes at Whole Foods would run you over without a care. It speaks volumes about society.
Huge hugs to you Mary for being such a caring soul. The kid is lucky to have you for her mommy. Oh the wonderful things she'll learn!
I'm no English major but that was a terribly written article.
I think the lack of respect for homeless people is terrible. They are actually humans too and I hope they find each of the men that did the beatings. Oh how fine it would be if those men could have the same treatment they gave those homeless people. I would like to see them beaten in the same manner as they beat the homeless people.
When I worked at a clinic, there was a homeless man that stood on the corner and we could see him out our window at work. He received a lot of food and money donations from passersby.
You (general you, not YOU) just never ever can know these peoples stories unless you ask. Some are vets, some have lost their jobs, homes, families. You just never know.
I think you taught the kid something valuable Mary. She will remember your kindness to the homeless man. I agree with Stacie, Oh the things your kid will learn from you!! :) :)
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