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Just a note

I would like to share my experience with you of my trip to Tops on South Park Ave. in Buffalo. In my household my husband and son have been doing the shopping. I decided I needed to get out and see for myself. As I walked into the store my heart felt heavy. I had to tell myself to breath in and then out, but because I was wearing a mask my glasses got all fogged up. This brought only more anxiety! I kept telling myself to just get what's on the list and keep moving. My list had bread on it, yet I walked right past the bread. Aimlessly I found myself wandering around not even feeling like myself. I stopped and said, “Please God, help me get it together.” I recollected myself again. Standing six feet away from the woman ahead of me, it was finally my turn to put my items on the checkout line. I looked at this young man cashing me out. He seemed happy with a smile on his face. Hmm I thought, God bless him! But after he handed me my change, another panic attack! I told myself to breathe. While leaving the store I saw the manager at the self check out. The Holy Spirit was within my soul. I asked if I could make an announcement on the store p.a. system. She looked at me and said, “Excuse me?” I told her I wanted to thank the workers. And that is exactly what I did. I turned back to the manager who, with tears in her eyes, said, “Thank you. You just don’t know how much that means to me. No one has ever done that before.” I left the store feeling much better! Peace, Karen

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