Favorite Day

Wednesday, May 4th 2011

Today marks one year since I started my year's adventure in blogging. I thought about my favorite day of the year, what I enjoyed doing the most and decided to do it again today.

On my way home from work I stopped at the grocery store to buy the items needed to make sack dinners. I hurried home and started making cheese sandwiches with extra-soft bread, then put together 6 meals consisting of- a cheese sandwich, bag of potato chips, box of apple juice and a chocolate-covered granola bar. I added a pretty, flowered napkin along with a note that said the same as before- "Made With Love~For You".

I packed them all up and headed out the door.

I saw a man looking into a garbage can so I crossed the street just as he crossed to the opposite side. I turned around and went back to other side I was just on and tried to catch up with him. I probably looked suspicious to anyone who was watching me, but I didn't want to give up. When I got close enough, I tried to get his attention by saying "Sir" in a volume louder than I'm used to speaking.

He turned around and I asked him if he'd like a cheese sandwich and chips. He replied, "No." Then quietly followed up with "No, thank you."

My confidence instantly decreased, but that's ok. I wasn't going to give up because I knew there were others who would want some food. I just hope I don't offend anyone or make them upset.

The 2nd man I approach accepted and I heard a girl shout across the street, "Are you handing out food?!!" I turned around and thought am I going to get in trouble? Is it ok that I'm doing this even though I don't have a health-inspected kitchen? Might be silly questions, but you never know.

I answered her with a "yes" and started walking toward her as she and her friend came toward me. She asked again, "Can we have some?"

I gave both her a sack and the guy she was with one too. They said, "That is so nice of you to be doing this. Thank you very much." I heard them continue the same words after I walked away and I almost cried. This is what I'm here for, I thought.

I had 3 more to hand out and it took another 30 minutes or so to find those 3 people. I had 2 more decline my offer, which was fine and expected. They don't know who I am and what I might be trying to give them. And 3 who accepted my offer.

In the end, I think 3 of the 6 were pleased to receive a dinner made with love. I passed the same man I gave the first one too about 10 blocks from where we first met. I said, "Hi again." and smiled as I noticed he had the sack on top of his grocery cart.

From there, I walked 18 blocks home with an empty bag and a full heart.

Peace :)