You shall go to the ball
ON a recent Sunday afternoon, I went shopping for a pair of dress sandals to go with a gown that I’ll be wearing at my granddaughter’s upcoming wedding.
At the Naturalizer Shoe Store in Garden City Shopping Centre, I saw a lady trying on a pair of sandals. I commented to her that they looked good on her feet. She thanked me and said that she’d probably buy them.
I looked for another pair like hers, as I realized that they would go perfectly with my dress. Unfortunately, there wasn’t another pair.
I asked the woman if she’d mind if I tried on hers, to check for fit, in case they had them at another store.
They fit perfectly and the store clerk checked for me, but no other store had them in my size.
Then, the wonderful lady came up and handed me the sandals, offering to let me have them. I thanked her profusely, paid and left with the perfect footwear and a smile on my face and in my heart.
I don’t know that lady’s name, but I want everyone to know that there are kind and considerate people around us and that I was very lucky to encounter one of them.