I stopped by McDonald's for a quick meal and overheard a mom talking to her little girl.
The girl softly asked, "Can we eat here, please?"
They bought one hamburger and sat at the table next to mine. Then, the mom took a thermos out of her bag and poured her daughter what looked like tea.
As I listened, I caught parts of their story. They had just come from the hospital, and the mom had carefully saved just enough money for the bus ride home. She spent whatever was left on one hamburger—because her daughter had never been to McDonald's before.
I finished my coffee, walked back to the counter, and bought a Happy Meal. I placed it on their table and left quickly before they could say much.
But I will never forget the gratitude in the mother’s eyes and the big smile on that little girl’s face.
Sometimes, even the smallest act of kindness can mean everything. 💔🍟
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