On a whim, Daniel and I stopped at a local donut shop for a 50 cent treat this morning.
I couldn't help but notice the rickety tables and chairs, the out of date wallpaper, the dilapidated posters, the ceiling leaking from last night's rain ... and I wondered again how little places like this stay in business. It seems that's all you hear about on the radio now -- all of the small endeavors that just can't keep afloat as the economy struggles. I wondered how much effort the beautiful Asian couple running the store put into it each day to eek out a living.
But Daniel had a different perspective. "Mom," he said with his tummy full of chocolate frosting and sprinkles, "when that lady (the one behind the counter) was a little girl, she decided she wanted to help kids. So she discovered she could be a donut lady and make lots of little kids happy. She is a good follower of Heavenly Father because He wants us to help people be happy."
I think I need to eat more donuts.
