I love everything about this.

There's a house I used to see often on the way to the daycare my kids went to. The yard was always full of junk, chock full of coolers and rusty things covered with tarps, weeds overgrown everywhere.

Then one day as I drove by I saw an adult carrying a little girl through the storm door, and I saw it differently. I saw flower stickers on the door, and special equipment for the little girl to play outside. She was handicapped, and they were doing the best they could, which is all any of us can do.

I see things differently because of things like that and stories like yours. Thank you.