Today I took the Crab to get her wire replaced on her braces. I promised her that we’d take a post-appointment run to Starbucks for a vanilla crème to sooth her aching teeth and gums.

The Crab and Red ran up to the counter and ordered donuts and vanilla Frappuccinos (don’t judge) as well as a bag of chips for their big sis. I got a coffee and a bill for $16.75. That’s when I realized I had left my wallet on the counter at home… Of course, I did have my phone! How is it that I can remember my lovie no matter what, but not my wallet, which is infinitely more important? Hmmm…

Anyway, I frequent this particular Starbucks, so the barista told us she’d save the order and let me come back later to pay. But as we were waiting for our drinks, someone paid for us. Wow. I was floored by their kindness, and I admit, also a little embarrassed. Not sure why I felt this way, but I didn’t want anyone to think I was trying to get away with free junk food, and lots of it. It’s strange how a moment like that can make you feel such contrary emotions all at once.

My kids were watching for my reaction and I realized this was a teachable moment. We went and retrieved my wallet and went back to Starbucks. I asked if the person who paid for our order was still there, and the Barista said no, and that they had never seen her before.

So, I decided to put $16.75 on a gift card, and handed it to the barista with the instructions to use this to pay for the next customer who needs it.

The barista was so excited to carry it forward. I hope that it brightened someone’s day, as that customer brightened mine.