Do an­gels drive Win­nipeg’s buses?

Winnipeg Free Press - Section G - - THE SOCIAL PAGE -

I en­joy walking for ex­er­cise and am com­mit­ted to it six days a week, Satur­day is re­served as my rest day.

On Christ­mas Day, even though I had a turkey to cook, fam­ily coming over plus it was freez­ing out, I bun­dled up and headed out the door at 8:10 a.m. It was so quiet ev­ery­where, just a few cars about. I could imag­ine ev­ery­one in­side their homes hav­ing Christ­mas cof­fee with fam­ily.

I trudged along, tak­ing in the seren­ity of my sur­round­ings. On my way back, I heard the sound of a tran­sit bus coming up the street be­hind me and I looked up. Can you be­lieve the bus stopped? The driver opened her win­dow and asked me if I needed a ride.

So many thoughts went through my mind. Does she think I’m cold? Does she think I’m alone on Christ­mas Day? Or was she yet an­other kind tran­sit driver that not too long ago we heard about in the news?

I told her I was OK and wished her a Merry Christ­mas. I con­tin­ued home, re­al­iz­ing I had just re­ceived the best Christ­mas gift. Some­one reach­ing out. Some­one car­ing. And the best part, a com­plete stranger.

Why does a random act of kind­ness cause so much won­der? Shouldn’t it be more com­mon to not be in dis­be­lief when some­one ex­tends a help­ing hand? I think maybe we need to share th­ese great events. Hence my let­ter.

To who­ever that driver was, I hope you had a Merry Christ­mas. Thanks for ex­tend­ing your gift of hu­man­ity. From some­one who had a great Christ­mas walk.

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