Today is one of those days that everything just seems to be as it should be.
Someone posted baby clothes on a yard sale site and I arranged to come see them right away.. something unusual for us, I usually plan days ahead.
I got 26 pieces of clothing for $20 which is great because most were carter's blanket sleepers which are $8 and up, new.
Our cell service is a mess, so as we drive down the road Justin gets signal and his phone goes nuts with text messages that he did not receive earlier. We pull into a gas station so he can read them. A big red truck pulls in with a flat tire.. I notice the license plate says retired army veteran, so I watch them for a minute. I see a middle aged man with a limp get out, so I say "Honey, you need to see if you can help those folks". Now, this couple is black, we're white. Race isn't a huge issue to us, but we're in Alabama... there's still some hesitance in people. So he helps these folks, and people pass by and obviously stare a little, probably curious as to what's going on. I like that we're perhaps part of something greater, increasing neighborliness regardless of color, hopefully someone sees it and remembers that, rather than Ferguson on TV. Or just even that you should help out others, elderly, veterans especially.
Whatever.
The man's wife comes and looks at my kids in the car and we talk a bit, she gives Thomas some gummies.
Justin has replaced the tire, I air it up with our little portable compressor.
All said and done, the lady tries to give Justin money and he refuses. That's just how he is, he's a really REALLY good guy. Genuinely good.
She offers it to me, I turn it down several times, so she stuffs it in my hands (I've got my hands full with dirty diaper wipes from cleaning Justin's hands). I felt guilty, I didn't wanna take it, but she said "Don't tell me my money isn't good enough" and that was like.. well, I don't wanna insult her either. She said "Buy yourself some new clothes" and I realized we both looked kinda ragamuffin. We dont buy new clothes... ever.. not for us anyway.
I doubt we'll buy new clothes for us, though.. Justin said "You didnt take her money, did ya?" but it's not like she gave me much choice. I felt guilty taking it and I felt guilty not taking it. Turns out she gave me $50. Justin felt bad, saying it's way too much.
It was just one of those right place right time things. We had no plans of being there, 4 hours ago. They were just gonna put some fix-a-flat in the tire (there's no way they would've gotten far with that, that tire was messed up bad). All these church going folk driving by to go to church, just ignoring these folks. It drives me crazy how folks can sit in church and listen to a preacher and not notice the world around them where they can put the word of Jesus to use. They'll go on some missionary trip to God knows where, but ignore their fellows right next to them.
Anyhoo.
Justin is a good man.
I think I'll buy him a plum tree. That's what he's been wanting
(He also 'saved' a cat the other day. Poor thing got hit by a car on our street, he took it to the vet, but didn't make it. That man is a true angel. Not a bad bone in his body.)