At the cash register

Just before Thankgiving, the woman ahead of me at Freshco was counting out the last of her change to pay for milk, and came up short by 25 cents. It was easy to hand her a quarter, for which she was so grateful. "I just lost my job last week" she said. The cashier and I listened to a bit of her story and tried to be of comfort, then she left close to tears.

How sad that such a little gesture meant so much to her, and that people like her live so close to the edge. I wish now I'd given her money for a turkey.