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Sunday is our day for grocery shopping. When my younger son was little he used to accompany me on this weekly routine.
I often tried to buy him at least a little something special. But there were many occasions that I was not able to afford to do so.
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The owner of the store had become a friend of ours over the years. He
was aware of the changing seasons of our lives. He was an extremely
kind man and made sure to give the kids a gift on every birthday and
Christmas.
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One morning my little one was out shopping with me and I had warned him that I was in no position to buy anything extra. We walked in as usual and I hurriedly went about filling the grocery cart with necessities.
My son was not by my side. He was at the candy section staring at a candy jar. It broke my heart but I really could not afford anything. I noticed that the shop owner was heading that way too and talking to my son, who listened shyly.
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My son came running to me saying, “He wanted me to take a handful, but I didn’t.”
“If he wants you to have some it’s O.K. Go ahead and take some,” I said.
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I finished my shopping and while we were paying, the shop owner brought a handful of candy for my son.
I could see the glee in my son's eyes.
On our way home he asked, “Do you know why I refused to take the candy myself?”
I thought it was because he was too shy, but he answered his own question: “Mommy, did you realize that his hands were much bigger than mine!”
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