I woke up this morning in Indianapolis, in the warm cozy home of a woman I met yesterday. (woot CouchSurfing)
I took a shower, grabbed a coconut water she offered me out of the fridge, and hit the road.
I was heading for Broad Ripple, a neighbourhood a couple miles north of her house.
On the way over I got a little turned around and asked for directions. A nice couple pointed me in the right direction.
Then, a mile down the road, I tripped, rolled my ankle, and landed on my knees.
Another 100 feet, and I tripped again.
(Wow, I need better shoes and better walking skills.)
It was all a secret blessing, though, because a moment later a car pulled into the driveway ahead of me and an eight year old girl stuck her neck out: "Hey, can we give you a ride somewhere?"
I got in the car and her dad said, "We can spot a girl having a hard time walking down the road."
When we got to Broad Ripple, the dad pulled over and gave me a little verbal tour around the neighbourhood.
I asked about coffee shops, and he tried really hard to come up with a local alternative to Starbucks. Coffee not being his expertise, he told me about his favorite restaurants instead.
Then, in the voice of a parent quizzing their daughter on multiplication tables, he leaned over to his daughter: "She could always go to McDonalds .... ", and she responded, on cue: "Ewwww, noooooo, not McDonald's".
Oh dear, I am so in love with this family.
I am so in love with humanity.
All this kindness and generosity, this is who we are, this is what we do.
We're humans. We're awesome.