Do the good you can, when you can
The convenience store where I stop each morning for my daily dose of caffeine is running a promotion. I’m not entirely sure what the purpose is - other than moving more snack cakes - but if the store sells the most Little Debbies, they win $1,000. Earlier this week, the clerk asked if I wanted to add a snack cake to my purchase. I definitely didn’t need one, but I wanted to help, so I said “sure” and asked her to donate it to someone who might enjoy it. She thanked me and promised she’d find the right person. Fast forward a few days. I walked in this morning, and her face lit up. She couldn’t wait to tell me about a young autistic boy who often comes in with his mom. “He’s non-verbal - or at least I thought he was,” the clerk said. She gave him the snack cake I’d donated. The next day he came back with his mom and said to her, “Thanks for the snack cake. You’re my favorite person.” She told me she stood there in shock. Those were the first words he’d ever spoken to her. Sh...
