Having car trouble really spotlights the loss of 1-800-Dad. He's traded in his white horse for a purple wheelchair. Nevertheless I called him for advice and he dispatched our Uncle Denny who is staying with Mom and Dad this week. Denny came and judged the car drivable and took Andy to school and brought the sickly car home.
Then I stopped by the pharmacy for Dad. We've been having trouble getting one of his prescriptions filled so we had to get a substitute. The pharmacist felt so badly for the run-around that he gave us the replacement at no cost. Again, it is not the value of the money saved that is such an encouragement (though it is nice); it's the gesture of support and good-will that puts the smile back on my face.
My next stop was my parent's house to greet Dandy who had been picked up at school and dropped off by a thoughtful Mom from his class.
My whole day was perked up by the kindnesses of people I hardly know. I am resolved to be that person for others.