Life is like a box of chocolates
In this world of today, of so much
unhappiness, wars and troubles, I would like to share with everyone what happened to me on the morning of Saturday, September 30.
I was waiting to be served in the Co-Op shop with my basket. In front of me was a gentleman with grey hair and a jacket paying for several boxes, looking like chocolates and biscuits.
My thought was: how was he going to carry these without a bag and I said to him, ‘Don’t you want a bag?’
He replied: ‘No, as I will not have them long enough as they are gifts’.
I said, ‘Oh, they are so lucky’. As my basket was being put through the cash register, a big box of chocolates appeared over my shoulder and cash put down on the counter with somebody saying, ‘That’s for the chocolates’.
As I turned, it was the gentleman who had just been in front of me. I called him back and said you have forgotten these but he said these are for you, enjoy.
I said you cannot do this – such kindness of a complete stranger to me with no family left, but a wonderfully dear cat and dog, I was overwhelmed and went home with tears in my eyes.
I thank that kind gentleman and will ration them to three a day.
God bless you for your kindness to me and to others H Boyed, Wokingham