~ a lady that was sitting next to me and graciously discussing life was at the register next to mine. When the anticipated bill of required maintenance came it instantly swelled tears that she restrained. I admired her strength in that moment and I felt her anguish deep in my heart: I wanted to give her my $200 in my purse but that wouldn’t mean a thing to the nearly $3,000 estimate that meant she wouldn’t be able to drive to work. I ached inside.