A single mother who survived a medically induced coma, looking into the eyes of 2 desperate, thankful, yet still questioning children. The loss of a great job, bills 2 months overdue, bare cupboards, a cold, harsh Montana winter upon us, and warm clothes needed.
Swallowing down a big lump of pride, a mother does what she has to do, to ensure the survival of her young, and put the trust back into their wondering minds of, if their needs would be met.
I walked into the Community Hope in Laurel, Mt and signed up for a food box and as the volunteer workers prepared the groceries, I browsed the little shop of donated goods for articles of clothing.
There were many racks and shelves and a lot to look through, as I focused my eyes to narrow down my search to just color and size, I spotted the cutest crocheted hat and scarf set.
I couldn't believe it, it was everything my daughter would have dreamed of owning, and would wear proudly. I also found a large sweatshirt with a football team name across the back, the price tag still attached. Unbelievable.
I heard someone call my name and I walked up to the counter and received my food box. 3 boxes of vegetables, bread, milk and meat and treats for the kids.
As I pushed my cart out of the little store, I could not believe the happiness I felt. I don't know if you could see the smile on my face, but I knew it was there, big, warm, toothy grin, the heart smile, the one that comes from within. That whole body warmth, tingly, I feel good smile. Loved and Loving.
When I got home, I put all the food away, and when the kids came home and ran to the cupboards to fill those pangs of hunger after a hard, school days work, their chattering voices of happiness filled the room with their days activities and their questioning eyes no longer, forgotten in the warmth of the heart smile.
They beamed with the glow of the heart smile and the room filled with warmth as they tried on their *new* items and giggled with the wonderment of how their mom did it.
After telling these two beautiful people in my life how I did it and how good I felt finding the perfect items for each of them, and knowing how good they felt to receive them, I took the next week of healing and job searching to include cleaning our house.
The three of us packed the nicest items we could find, that no longer fit our needs and boxed them up and took them right down to Community Hope. We came up with six boxes!
I often wonder if the person who came across one of our items had that same feeling of the heart smile, the I can't believe I found the perfect item my child or myself needed, and if they left that little store with the warmth of the heart smile, body tingling, sun shining on their face, too excited to get home to share the magic with their own loved ones.
That is what inspires me to give, imagining someone else feeling the way I felt on that very day, giving me a name for the way I felt to name this story, Heart Smile.
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