You know the kind of day. The kind of day full of moments where you keep getting kicked in the gut. Except it isn’t your gut, it’s your soul. Today was one of those days for me.
I was excited when I received the message on my business account. A prospective client! Instead, it was a message from a woman who needed feminine hygiene products. She needed them but couldn’t afford any. She wasn’t even in my state, how was I going to help her? And my business doesn’t send products directly to individuals in need. I spent some time at the computer to find a women’s center in her area, sent her the contact information and asked her to let me know if they were able to assist her.
Out running errands now, I drive up to a corner stoplight when I see a homeless person with his sign up, asking for help. And I berate myself once again for not having any hygiene kits in my car. I don’t even have an unopened bottle of water to offer. I quickly forgot though, as I forged ahead with my day, busy with my errands.
Fast forward to the second homeless person on a corner. This man is in a wheelchair with an “I’m a veteran” sign. Nope, I still don’t have any kits to offer. I forced myself to acknowledge him with eye contact and a head bob.
More messages come from the woman who cannot find her own hygiene products. The women’s center she contacted can’t assist her so she has reached out to a different center, leaving a message with them to see if they will help her. We communicate here and there throughout the day and by now, it’s past 7:00 PM so I’m sure they won’t be contacting her today. But I can’t afford to send people hygiene kits all of the time. The business isn’t even off the ground yet. I want to help this woman. She’s been on my mind all day. All day long I’ve prayed for her, hoping she would find the assistance she needs. I don’t know why she doesn’t have family or friends to ask. Maybe she is embarrassed to ask for help. I reach out one more time to find out if she had heard from the center. Well, she didn’t receive a call-back but didn’t expect to start for a few more days. Enough time for me to mail her some product. I told her I’d mail her a kit and I just wanted her to pay it forward whenever she could. I feel right with myself. I could not have gone to bed with her on my mind, knowing I could have helped but chose not to, just because it wasn’t in my plan.
Tomorrow I will put the hygiene kits in my car. The hygiene kits are in my car.