Lost on a Curb

Today I had to go to Michael's to get wood finish for a project and as I was checking out I saw this old lady who looked lost outside. It looked as if she was trying to come inside but she wasn't sure how she could. She was confused. She has bright pink lipstick and her hair was dyed red and it made me think, "Someday I am going to be a lost little old lady outside of a craft store." I didn't even think to help her find her way because I was just too busy standing in line buying my wood finish (which happens to be the worst excuse ever.) I got what I needed and was oblivious that she was still outside when I walked out. She must have been because as I was driving away I saw her standing on the curb. Then, I saw another woman, who was probably in her sixties, come out and take her arm. The younger lady was really patient and helped her off the curb, which appeared to be a huge challenge for the older woman. It isn't very often that you see someone actually stop and help someone else. It probably took the woman a total of five minutes to help the elderly lady off the curb, but I'm sure it made the older woman's day to be helped. When I'm old, I hope somebody takes five minutes to help me when I'm lost. I'm sure I have a lot more than 5 minutes left in me... and a lot more I could do during that time.