One gentleman came by and said something but kept on walking and I bent down to start picking up all my veggies. I remember thinking "I don't need your comments I need your help!". Did I mention some of the tomatoes were cherry tomatoes and they rolled everywhere.
As I put my box back together, an older gentleman quickly came up and started helping. Next a young couple started gathering up all those tomatoes and I was so relieved. When you need help and people pitch in without being asked and have pure motives it's a beautiful thing.
After the young guy placed the veggie box into my truck I thanked him and headed home. I was so upset that the first guy did not stop but kept walking. I probably spent 10 minutes processing the whole experience. What is wrong with people? Why didn't he stop? What a jerk?
Then it hit me ... I was focusing on the wrong thing. ONE person walked by but THREE people stopped to help me. Why was I focusing on the negative when the positive was so above and beyond? Three people stopped what they were doing when they saw I needed help. Why wasn't I celebrating their generosity? Once I had that revelation I was able to let it go.
It's taken thirty-six years but I think I'm growing up.
This picture always makes me smile. Nothing like heading to the
beach with family.