Last night while making the rounds at AFI Fest I walked past a homeless girl on the sidewalk, with a sign reading, Homeless, hungry, and Im Pregnant. I thought the girl was pretty attractive, so I had a double take. I happened to have a couple spare packets of granola in my hand I grabbed from the press room after the last movie. Knowing I didnt need the food (especially after all of my gluttony this weekend), I turned around once more and handed her the food, for which she was exceedingly grateful. Then I spent the rest of the night questioning my motives. I was mostly disgusted that I felt any pride in my actions; there shouldnt have been any hesitation to begin with. ...But at least shes less hungry now I guess.[..?] Is this a self-back-pat now? Im not even sure. I suppose if I was truly humble I wouldnt feel the need to tell anyone this story, much less post it on Facebook. Im not going to dare end this with some statement like count your blessings or I wish I could have done more because that would be disingenuous. But I act so often out of self that perhaps I need this as a reminder that it feels good to help others out when you can, no matter what your motives are.
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 17:33:43 +0000
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