I was walking home from work on a busy city street. I wasn't looking forward to going home and my friends wouldn't be able to hang out with me. Then I walked past a homeless person that I hadn't seen before. He was moving back and forth to keep warm and asking for change very gently. He spoke so quietly that I could hardly hear him.
Something made me stop, turn around and walk up to him. At the same time, anxious thoughts appeared in my head like, "What do you think you're doing?" "You're alone; it's dark and you're a woman."
With these thoughts, I came up to him and invited him to have dinner with me. He walked with me to the restaurant and held the door open for me as we entered.
We had a good dinner and a pleasant conversation about where we grew up and what kind of music we liked. During the whole time, I tried to respect him and didn't want to show that I was better than anyone.
I was so grateful for this experience. It changed my life. It'll make me think twice in future before I complain about something I think Ilack.
