A couple of weeks ago my husband and I went to the Carolina Ale House for our weekly "date night." While enjoying our meal, I noticed a young mother with her two children (a boy and a girl). They were sitting in a booth. Both children were cuddled up to their mother as opposed to sitting on the opposite side.
As I watched their interaction, I couldn't help but notice the closeness they shared but I I also wondered was she a single parent? Where was their dad? Was she struggling to make ends meet? At that moment something came over me that I can't explain. I excused myself from the table, went out to the car and got my credit card from my purse (which I left in the car). When I came back inside, I told my husband I felt moved to pay for their meals and I didn't want him to try to talk me out of it.
Surprisingly (or maybe not), he said he was thinking about doing the same thing. I called the waitress over, told her I wanted to pay their bill but didn't want them to know it until we left the restaurant.
After finishing our meal, my husband and I walked silently to our car knowing our hearts had been connected even more deeply by a mom and two children we may never see again.