Piggy Bank

This afternoon, I pointed out the homeless man who has been living at our local park for many years. Sophia seemed to notice him for the first time ever: "Why is he there? Does he have a home? Is he cold?..." She was soon distracted by the neighborhood kids sledding down a hill because we were about to join them...

This evening on the way home, Sophia said, "When I saw the homeless man, my heart was broken. I want to get my piggy bank and take out all my money and give it to him. I want to help him."

If only our social ills could be resolved with one child's piggy bank! Thank you, honey, for reminding me to feel compassion for others who are less fortunate...