Hanukkah 2015 Night 7: Remembering what matters most
Tonight a homeless woman approached me outside a 7-11. She asked for change. I offered to buy her food. She said she needed change because the Dunkin Donuts down the street had cheaper food. She didn’t want to waste my money.
How can a guy not be moved by that? I got her a hot dog and an OJ at her request.
I type this not to receive praise but to remind myself that I have not completely lost all humanity. One day when I’m ticked off thinking I’ve done nothing, I’ll see this post.
Happy Hanukkah.
eric