Today, coming home from work, I bumped into our local character, a lady who is mentally disabled, an outpatient of a mental hospital close by. lovely woman, eccept that she shouts when she talks to you, but everyone knows her, and looks out for her.
Anyway, she asked me when my daughters birthday was, I told her it was October, and she wrote out a lovely birthday card, and gave it to me for her. I told her it wasn't til October, but she said she might forget by then.
I know its not much of a story, but it really touched me that with all her troubles, she thought of my daughter.
Nice story for a change. People shouldn't assume that just because someone isn't firing on all cylinders that they don't think of others. Good example that there are nice people left in the world
Tell the truth, it hadn't occurred to me about her birthday, but I will now, and you are so right. I feel terrible now, but thats soon amended.
Thanks very much for your replies.