Mallie Bee and I were at CVS, each buying some things. I was before her and when all my items were rung up, the cashier asked me if I would like to donate $1.00 to ALS. One dollar. I said no because it's automatic to me when someone is trying to upsell me something at the register to turn them down. When I had ten seconds to think it over, I said of course, yes, add that on, what was I thinking.
Mallie Bee went next, paid for her items and we left. When we got in the car she said, "That lady never asked me if I would like to donate $1.00." Would you have, I asked her. Yes, she said, I think that would be a terrible disease to have and I would want to do something for someone who has it.
It nearly made me cry to think in all of my fumbling and bumbling through parenthood, I raised a teenager who makes minimum wage handling other people's dirty clothes and she doesn't have to think long about parting with some of it to help another. It also nearly made me cry to think I was close to blowing it all by example.