A story about kindness. I had to go to the ER alone (Rick had to stay with Zack at home) and I was in agony. My back was killing me and I hate our ER. One doctor to I think 26 beds, and I'd been there hours. I just couldn't hold the tears back anymore and trying not to do the "ugly cry" (you know that cry?) I wiped my tears on my shirt because apparently emergency room waiting areas aren't required to keep tissues.
As I sat there with my eyes closed, I felt arms go around my shoulders. A pretty lady about in her late 60's was looking at me with kind, compassionate eyes. "Are you here alone?" she asked.
I nodded, speech still not being a viable option yet.
She then said, "Well, you don't know me, and I don't know you, but I know sadness, and you looked like you needed a hug."
And that's when the tears and the ugly cry started. I couldn't believe someone I didn't know would give a damn about someone sitting by herself. She didn't know if I had something contagious. She was just .... kind.