So I was at Walmart this afternoon...
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So I was at Walmart this afternoon...
And loading my car with my goodies when this youngish woman came up from behind and asked me for help. She looked like a waif... very thin, smoking, nervous and very upset. I asked her what happened and she said her BF left her at the store and she was freezing and had no phone or way home. She was wearing sunglasses (even tho it was very cloudy). I knew she was drunk and/or high. She asked me to take her to her sister's house.
It was on my way home, so I helped her out and took her to her sister's house. When she got in the car I could smell the alcohol and she slurred her words. I felt so badly for her. That very well could have been me. I broke into tears after dropping her off.
Thank you for helping me with my sobriety SR!
It was on my way home, so I helped her out and took her to her sister's house. When she got in the car I could smell the alcohol and she slurred her words. I felt so badly for her. That very well could have been me. I broke into tears after dropping her off.
Thank you for helping me with my sobriety SR!
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I have had SO MANY lovely people help me over the years... friends, acquaintances and strangers. I cannot turn away from someone who clearly needed a a small act of kindness. I was glad that I was there to help her.
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Who knows, maybe she was asked by her sister how she got there and she said a wonderful stranger offered to drive her..."I wonder if that's a sign telling me there is good in the world and I need to get straight to enjoy it" she thinks...and you just set her in motion!
That was very kind of you. On a walk a couple months ago, I passed by a young lady who was sitting in the bushes on a piece of cardboard surrounded by beer cans. She looked miserable. It broke my heart because I saw myself in her. I wished I could do something for her, but I had no idea what. I was still drinking then and didn't even know how to help myself. It is so hard to see one of us struggling like that.
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