Recently I had one of those "it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood" kind of days. I had purchased my stamps at the post office and as I walked away, a man walked ahead of me, opening the doors. With my body brace and cane, it can be hard to open heavy doors, plus I am not a vision of grace as I walk.
Due to my need to concentrate on walking, I didn't know who was helping me until outside. I thanked the man profusely because it was so helpful and thoughtful for him to help. Then he said that he had waited for me to finish so he could help with the doors.
How wonderful, so I'm sharing my thanks for the help. It was then I could see his clothing was clearly worn, he was older, and a member of our minority community, helping an older white woman. He is a shining example of how we are all to be with one another; blessings and gratitude to him.