If you need to feel good about the world we live in today, then read this. Have you ever had one of those mornings that started out bad and seemed to get worse as the day progressed? Well, that was my morning today. I have a daughter with special needs and our schedule is usually hectic, but today was especially busy. We were late to the Children's Institute, which made us late for her haircut, then we were late to the pediatrician, and we ended up at Bryant Street Market around lunch time. We frequent Bryant Street Market on a weekly basis. They are always so warm and welcoming to us. My daughter is beloved by the woman who checks us out. She gives her a sticker every time we come in. It's one of my favorite spots in our wonderful neighborhood. As we were checking out, I noticed a line building behind us. I reached into my wallet for my debit card only to realize it was not there. I placed my daughter on the counter and rifled through my purse. I wondered if I had left it in the car. I apologized to the people in line behind me. I said I would be right back. I ran to my car and rummaged through my diaper bag. The woman who was behind me in line saw me digging. I smiled and said that I was sorry I had held her up and asked if they were checking people out now. She said yes, and I said good. I kept looking and decided to call the hair salon. Sure enough, they had my debit card, because that was the kind of day I was having. I was visibly flustered. I went back in to ask if they would hold my $50 worth of groceries. That's when they informed me that the woman behind me had come back into the store and paid my bill. I ran to the parking lot to thank her only to see her driving off in her truck waving at me. The world is a good place full of good people. I know that evil exists, but for today, I am going to focus on the good. Never in my life have I had a stranger do something like that for me. A bad day is just a bad day. It will get better. We all have the ability to make someone's day brighter. Smile at your neighbors. Hold doors for them. To the woman in the black truck who paid for my groceries this morning, thank you from the bottom of my heart. You brought tears to my eyes and a brightness to my day. Thank you for your kindness. I love Highland Park. I thought I would share that story, because there is so much angst in the world right now. Positivity is still out there. Thanks for being such good neighbors. Take care, Shannon Striner p.s. If this somehow makes it's way to the woman in the black truck, I would love to repay you.