Can you help a daddy out?
We could use a helping hand. I’ve been fortunate. Co-workers banded together to cover my shifts so I could visit my dad at Duke Hospital. A woman bought my Coke Zero and ginger snaps at CVS when my debit card didn’t work.
A blogger friend sent me an iPhone 4 when my flip phone took all ill-fated dive into a cup of vanilla yogurt.
At least I should return the favor to the universe every once in a while. It doesn’t take a Rockerfeller to pay it forward. Hold a door, or an umbrella. Bring a friend a meal, or a movie. It’s as easy as a smile; it’s finding a way to trek that extra mile.
It’s okay if it’s not even Christmas, even if the best stories come from the season.
She raised her children on her own after her husband died. She finds herself in post-worthy situations, and weaves a beautifully compelling tale about it all.