Sometimes I admit that I get a little annoyed with the rudeness and lack of compassion that some people never me exhibit.
Today, after dropping Sawyer off at his toddler class (PTL for this class by the way), Solomon, Susannah and I headed out on a host of errands that are manageable with two children but intolerable with three. One of our stops was, of course, Target. It’s pretty much where we spend most of our time after the category of home.
I have a pair of Nike gloves that I’ve had for ages. I trained for a few mini-marathons with them and I heart them. Lots.
I also have a bad habit of taking my gloves off when I get into the car and placing them in my lap. I then forget about them when I arrive at my destination and they invariably end up on the ground. I have a whole host of gloves missing their mates.
When we pulled into our parking space at Target, there was an older woman sitting in the car in front of us. I watched her smile a bit as I unbuckled, zipped up, and hatted heads. My guess is she was reminiscing about a time when she did the same thing.
Upon returning to our car after shopping, I noticed that one of my beloved Nike gloves was, alas, on the ground. I did it again. The other glove was gone.
After buckling, unzipping and de-hatting heads, I admit that I was feeling a little bummed about the loss of the Nike glove. I know it’s not a big deal. But I was bummed.
I settled into the driver’s seat and proceeded to buckle and strap myself. As I started to pull out of my parking space to zoom on to the next event, I was greeted with my other glove placed carefully on my rear-view mirror.
I think I know who did it. It’s the small things like this that can bring such joy. Pay it forward.
I swear that’s the sweetest thing anyone could do. I have a pair of driving gloves (to protect my arms from the sun!) too that I often take off and place across my lap. I’ve dropped them a couple of times but luckily on my own driveway. My car door has a bucket thingy where the gloves are supposed to go but you know how it is ;)
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It is stories like this that make Target the Happiest Place on Earth. That store is magical, I tell you! Glad you have your gloves back. :)
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I know – as if I need ANOTHER reason to go Target and proceed to buy more things not on my list.
Thanks for reading, Kelly Jo! I LOVE the name of your blog. So clever and so true!
I do that with my gloves all the time too!! Very nice from the lady…I bet you were right, she was watching you get the children out of the car and it brought back memories to her!
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Yes, I’m certain it was her. There will come a time when I will wear that reminiscent grin as well and will DEFINITELY help out moms who don’t have enough hands!
GREAT story! I always love it when my faith in humanity is restored…at least for one day. Ha!
-Aimee
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