Our morning walk

I love Tuesday and Thursday mornings because I get the chance to go for a walk with my son. We usually walk through our neighborhood and go to McDonald's for breakfast for him and coffee for me. I cherish the times we have together. We talk, sing and stop to look at other people's front yards (especially flowers since I am so into them now). Last Tuesday when we went to McDonalds I did not have enough money on me and came 43 cents short. I decided not to get my coffee since Aria wanted his breakfast so bad (for the toy of course). I told the young man on the register to cancel the order for the coffee. He looked at me and my son, put his hand in his pocket and took out forty three cents and added it to the register and with a heavy accent said: "It's on my this time."

This small act of kindness made such an impression on me that It changed my entire experience of the walk and carried through the entire day with me.

This morning, Aria and I went for our walk again. When we got to McDonalds, my son recognized the guy and went up to him and thanked him. I went to him and handed him a $50 bill and told him how that small act of kindness made my day.

You never know, maybe my son learned a lesson today.

We had a nice walk back.

Good night.