The Power of a Kind Heart

Ok, it has been awhile.  I have this terrible habit of being super committed to a blog and then I drift away and simply become distracted by the many things life throws my way.  Hopefully I did not lose too many readers because of it, but today I had a moment that made me realize I should be continuing my stories...Here it goes:

 

Photo by giovannijoseph05

Living in Las Vegas you see the best of the best and the worst of the worst.  Not to sound cliche or anything, but this is the truth.  In Vegas, people are either driving unthinkable expensive cars and thinking nothing of it as they flash their diamonds or they hit rock bottom and are trying to figuring out how in the world they are going to pick themselves up from it. Vegas is a unique place and for that reason alone, I often wonder how people can live here for years and years.

Just today I decided to head to Target a pick up a few casual items.  I was stopped in the parking lot by a young couple about my age.  They were completely down and out and were telling me a story of how they had just been evicted.  Now normally I provide these type of people with spare change or do not even both to listen to their story, but today I did not follow the same routine.  Today, I decided to be generous. 

It always makes me nervous when you find yourself looking for money to give to a panhandler.  I never take out my wallet and I try to analyze the situation very carefully before I welcome the conversation.  If I realize I do not have spare change or a dollar bill lying around then I never offer to help.  This time for some reason I decided that element would not play a factor.  The couple really touched my heart.  Deep down, I am not really sure why.  Maybe because I am friends with many guys like him, the artist/ hippie with a kind heart.  Perhaps it was because I am trying to rekindle my long-term relationship and I could picture myself in their shoes and how no matter what the man I am with now would be by my side like they were today.  Regardless, I gave them $10. 

The male looked at my donation and I was seriously afraid he was going to hug me.  I do not remember the last time I was given such a puppy dog, sincerely grateful look.  I'm glad I could make someone's day a little bit brighter.

Regardless of where you live you always wonder what these people really will do with your money and in Las Vegas that concern increases.  Drug use is heavy in this area, but sometimes you just have to give people the benefit of the doubt.  A post I recently made on my Facebook wall stated,"Some people will love you unconditionally, most people won't. Seriously treasure those that do." I will never know their real situation, but I do know that, that couple fully engulfed the statement I made a few weeks ago and I could not be a hypocrite and just turn my head the other way.