This afternoon, in the parking lot of a shop, a man about 40 walking a bicycle came up to me. He handed me a slip of paper on which he had written something and indicated, without talking, that he wanted me to read it. His jaw was broken, the note said, and he lost his job. He cannot talk until the jaw heals. He is trying to find money to feed himself and his family. We are so dependent on plastic these days that I wasn’t sure that I had any cash on me. I went through my purse and wallet and came up with three bucks, which I gave him. He was pleased and nodded his thanks. I apologized that it wasn’t more, and he gestured with his hands and a slight shake of his head that the apology wasn’t necessary. Still, I wish I could have done something more, and I am still thinking about this interaction many hours later. I have to make a point to carry more cash, if only so I can give more away to those whose need is greater than mine.
Target number for today is 60.6. I walked 5827 steps. I consumed Brown Cow raspberry yogurt with maple granola, two dried apricots, two roasted sweet potatoes, one ounce of dark chocolate with orange peel and salad with grilled chicken breast. I didn’t have to beg for money to feed myself or my family. I am blessed.