Several years ago I was in a checkout line behind a harried young mother with a cartful of items and a screaming child. She glanced at me with apology in her eyes. I smiled and said something like, “been there, done that, no problem.” She exited finally and I checked out. As I left the store I found her waiting for me, wanting to thank me for being kind. It turned out that the child had some kind of disability. She began to tell me horror stories of the way she had been treated. We talked for a long time. That young woman has no idea how she blessed me. I left that day on a mission to seek out people in stores who seem to need a bit of kindness, especially young mothers. I have some precious stories! It has been one long blessing for me and I hope for others.. I was just where I needed to be that day.