Something to believe in

Sometimes when you are having a really bad day, something happens that gives you goosebumps, makes you realize that there are still good people out there and makes you smile, even if it's just on the inside.

For the past few days, I have been EXAUSTED! I got up early this morning, went to WW, then came back home and slept for an hour. I dragged myself out of bed and went to work. I am off next week so I was really stressed out to get things done, even though I can't get EVERYTHING done. I got all I needed to get done and went home to get supper made and ate before going to Diane's to scrap.

Right before I left Steve started a fight and made me really mad. I got my shoes on, grabbed my purse and slammed the door. I tore out of the alley and started towards Diane's. I needed gas so I stopped at a gas station. I got gas and went into the store, grabbed a vanilla Frappuccino and went ot the counter. I gave the clerk my check and he asked for my ID, which I didn't have, and I didn't know where it was. He asked me if I knew my driver's license, ummm....that would be a no.

A guy came up behing me and put is Rock Star energy drink on the counter and said, "I can pay for it" to me. I thanked him and told him that it was okay. The clerk asked me if it was my current address. I assured him that it was and that I was in the phone book. He finally took my check. As I started walking out, I began tearing up.

I pulled into one of he the spaces in front of the store. I HAD to thank the guy that didn't know me and yet was willing to pay for my gas and drink. He came out and I rolled down my window and told him that I really appreciated that he was willling to do that and I was having a really crappy day. He told me I was welcome and that he hoped my day got better. WOW!!! Some guy I didn't even know went out of his way to try to make my day a little easier. I'll tell you what, he sure made it better, because I know that there are still people out there that care about other people. And that really touched my heart. I continued my drive crying because of his nice gesture. So stranger at The Music Station, thanks again from the bottom of my heart. And I hope to pass it on.