Today I spotted £10 on the ground in my local shopping centre. I was going to keep it but it didn’t feel quite right, it wasn’t mine after all. I asked the security guard if I should hand it in and he said they’d never prove who it belonged to so I should keep it.
Last summer I did volunteer work for the birthday bank. Basically, it’s a food bank that gives children who live so deeply below the poverty line that they become socially isolated (no extracurricular stuff, no birthdays, etc) a birthday in a box. I was in charge of the presents that particular day, which is the…
My Lulu was born with a hemangioma in her nose. She was quickly put on steroids in hopes to shrink it and began having laser surgeries as young as 8 months old to prep her for her big surgery when she turned 1. We received a letter from the insurance company that everything would be…
My husband had left me and I was devastated. Feeling very unwell, shaky, sweaty and very, very anxious and had been having thoughts of taking my own life.
I’ve fallen on hard times, there is a lot going on. Things could be even worse and I really hope they won’t go South even more. The biggest thing I’m struggling with is loving myself.
I watched a woman in line ahead of me one day go into sheer panic because she couldn’t find her credit card. I looked around and saw people getting annoyed and the cashier suspended her sale so she could take other customers.
The last few years have been extremely difficult for me and my family. I am still reeling from a devastating loss 8 months ago and I’ve learned that my mom has brain cancer and 3-6 months to live.
On Facebook today, a friend was asking if someone could please take pyjamas into the hospital for her, a few replied unable to help and inquired as to her illness. I was going to visit the town and it would only be a 5-minute drive away, so I arranged a time with her. Immediately one…
While caring for my ill father recently, I saw a man picking up cans from the side of the road whilst I was doing errands. Over the weeks, I began to notice that the people who live along this road were putting out cans for him at the end of their driveways every few days….
There is a homeless man in our community. His back story is that he is bipolar, no job, home, insurance or means to get the medication he needs. Since we cannot provide him with everything he lacks, we regularly buy him food, snacks, water, etc.
A while back, I fell on my walk to work. The woman that I wave at every day but don’t know came running over and called 911, much to my dismay. According to a couple of others who also stopped, it looked like I may have dislocated my elbow.
When I shopping one day, the person helping me was clearly in a foul mood. Considering I hate clothes shopping, it was a precarious situation. I took a deep breath, smiled, and told her she seemed tired, was everything ok? She poured out her heart about how she was working two jobs and going to…