This past Saturday, Hannah and I headed down to Portsmouth to purchase a pair of track spikes for her birthday. If I have learned nothing else on my back journey, I have learned just how important it is to have the right shoes for your feet. The Runner's Alley is really good about watching the way you walk barefoot and your foot placement before they recommend a pair of shoes. I know for sure they have saved me from my lifetime of shin splints.
It was a pretty cold day, so Hannah and I walked quickly from the parking deck to the store, but just as we crossed the street to the Runner's Alley we heard some lovely violin music. Whaaat??? Violin music on Congress St in Portsmouth?? As we glanced back across the street, there was this little boy playing his violin on the sidewalk.....without a coat....and it was COLD. OMGoodness, it just about broke my heart, but it also warmed my heart to hear such tender music coming from just a little boy who obviously did not come from the same type of home that my children have enjoyed.
Hannah and I quickly crossed the street to listen to the beautiful music and when I tossed in a bill that was perhaps a little larger than he was accustomed to he lit up like a Christmas tree and my heart lit up as well, even though I really wanted to just take him to a store and get him a coat. (I am praying that he just chose not to bring one with him that day.)
Everyday, I find new things to be thankful for.....this day was a special one for both Hannah and I. :-)