She was young, her dark hair in a ponytail, a gentle smile on her lips. She reached down instinctively to her small, but obviously burgeoning belly. "When are you due?" I asked as I put a few breakfast items on the Walmart checkout counter. "Next month," she glowed, reaching out to give my one-and-a-half year old a little caress on the cheeks.
Tim was at the mechanic's. I walked back to the 5th wheel with the girls, but I kept thinking about her as we ate bananas, blueberries, and donut holes. I wondered about her story. (I thought about how to help her). (But then I waited).
Later that afternoon, our family was brainstorming how we should give today. I told Tim wistfully that I should have bought something small for the pregnant cashier.
We decided that we would buy a chocolate bar (a good chocolate bar - like ghirardelli) for one of the cashiers. The lines were really long. Suddenly, I spied her ponytail. She was still working!!! We rushed back to the baby section and picked out some baby bath letters.
Her aisle was closing as we approached. We bought the chocolate bar and the bath letters. "You're back again," she said cheerfully. "Yes," our eyes twinkled. She handed the bag to us and we handed the bag back to her, "We actually bought this for you!" "No!" she laughed, her head bobbing from side-to-side. We smiled back, "Yes. Congratulations!" And the four of us walked out hand-in-hand.
It wasn't much, but it WAS something.
Have you ever given to a store cashier? It's super fun. Try it next time you're grocery shopping (you'll see).
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