For today’s Monday Musings, I wanted to recount an exchange I overheard yesterday morning at our local Original Pancake House. It was busy and as my husband was putting our names on the waiting list I noticed an elderly woman attempting to pay her bill. It went as follows:

Cashier: Your breakfast is all paid for.
Elderly Lady: What do you mean?
Cashier: Those two young women who were sitting next to you paid for your breakfast.

The woman was clearly very surprised by this turn of events. And me? I’m such a sap that it brought tears to my eyes at their kindness and generosity. My husband and I always donate to charities [normally Doctors Without Borders, Child’s Play, or Heifer International] but this was so personal and so local that it just makes me think that the world could be a much better place if everyone did something like this, even if it was only once. I’ll certainly be much more aware of opportunities like this in the future.