The past 12 months have comprised the worst year of my life. A rebellious teenager, a vindictive ex-husband, my nest emptying, and a sudden unexpected midlife crisis just make up part of a very turbulent time.
I already had a small bouquet of daisies in my cart with my other groceries, and had prayed for God to show me who needed them the most. Normally, they end up in the hands of a very surprised cashier. But today, I saw a woman in the dairy section who reminded me very much of me...a couple of years older maybe, a few pound heavier perhaps, but she had that tired, sad look that I recognized from my own reflection that told me she was experiencing a hard time. I checked out, and placed a SMILE card in the bouquet. By this time, she was in line, unloading her groceries. I walked over to her, handed them to her, and said "these are for you." She was obviously surprised, and stammered out a "thank you" as I walked away. My daughter and I were driving away when she came out, smiling broadly. It was a well spent $3.33.
