This is what love looks like. Stone Soup. It is one of the books that made such an impression on me growing up.
I want to make it clear that I don’t do anything except pick up a local grocery store’s generous donation. It is their donation. It feeds so many in need in our community.
In volunteering for just a couple of hours a week, I have overwhelmingly sweet Monday and Friday mornings, full of “thank you” “bless your heart” “hallelujah” and lots of smiles and hugs.
So I get the soup, too. And it’s good. Really good!