I become very anxious when I'm waiting for the bus. It seems the time that all of my fears and worst feelings about myself and my situation come out. I have a very hard time staying present and am usually verging on a panic attack.
Today I was feeling all of those feelings as I waited for the bus. Once on the bus, we made it only a few blocks, and I saw something to make me very grateful for the situation that I'm in. There was a desperate man on the side of the road. His sign read "Wife Ill & Lost Job. We Lost Everything." I wanted to jump off the bus and give him the last couple of dollars that I had in my wallet. More than that, I wanted to be able to help him the way that others have helped me recently.