Pay It Forward: Someone Made Me Cry

I found myself in one of those situations where I felt the world was heckling me. Every turn I made I bumped into a wall, stubbed my toe, or words failed me. The nights were short and days were long. No one seemed to notice I wasn’t walking on the same plane as they were. I was a few feet under, trying to appear at eye sight, and feeling like I was failing. One day I was in the drive thru at Starbucks. I choose the drive thru almost every time, this particular day I was 7 months pregnant and miserable.

I ordered the same thing I always do, it’s like hitting the auto-repeat button, “Hi there, I’ll have a grande, de-cafe, soy, latte, please.” My hands fondle the steering wheel and I pull up to the window only to hear that the person in front of me bought my drink. I looked at the cashier and thought I didn’t hear her correctly, so I squinted at her and tilted my head, one eye brow raised suspiciously.

She repeated that my drink was taken care of by the car in front of me. I said thank you and quickly turned to look for the car that was ahead of me. They were gone. That quickly. I pinched back a sob until two feet away from the window and then the crocodile tears fell, ugly and loud. Someone, a stranger, just did the nicest thing I had received in a very long time.

Mystery person, you caught me on the right day. I needed that like you wouldn’t have believed. Thank you!

Small acts of kindness can go a long way. This was well over a year ago and it’s still close to my heart.

3 thoughts on “Pay It Forward: Someone Made Me Cry

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  1. It’s so lovely when someone does something nice for no obvious reason. They don’t want anything, they are just spreading the love.
    By the way, I don’t think you meant Crocodile tears, I have copied the meaning of that phrase below.

    crocodile tears
    noun
    tears or expressions of sorrow that are insincere.
    “they weep crocodile tears for the poor and disadvantaged, but are basically happy with things as they are”

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