So, yesterday, I went to Walmart for Joey for a few things since she’s no longer able to go with her providers. I’m not bound by such bullshit, so I just jumped the bus.
Anyway, I got the vitamins she needed and some chip provisions and went to check out, which I thought was going to be a chore considering the holiday coming up. Surprisingly, it wasn’t. When I got to my turn, the guy with his fam behind me helped me put my stuff on the conveyor, and I started looking for my debit card. Then, he tapped me on my shoulder and told he’d pay for my stuff with his. The bill came to $45 and change. I was taken aback, because I was fully prepared to pay, just having trouble pulling out my card.
After all the shit we’ve been going through with Joey’s care and whatnot, I’ve been having faith probs. I’m always trying to be optimistic, hoping prayers are answered, but knowing they won’t…I am human, and go by experience.
Then, something like this happens.
Angels on Earth…just when I thought the world was full of devils.
Be good to each other.