To the Woman Behind Me in Line at the Grocery Store…

To the Woman Behind Me in Line at the Grocery Store –

by Andrea of the ‘True Stories of a Midwest Yankee‘ Blog

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Dear woman behind me in line at the grocery store,

You don’t know me. You have no clue what my life has been like since October 1, 2013. You have no clue that my family has gone through the wringer. You have no clue that we have faced unbelievable hardship. You have no clue we have been humiliated, humbled, destitute.

You have no clue I have cried more days than not; that I fight against bitterness taking control of my heart. You have no clue that my husband’s pride was shattered. You have no clue my kids have had the worries of an adult on their shoulders. You have no clue their innocence was snatched from them for no good reason. You know none of this.

What you do know is I tried to buy my kids some food and that the EBT machine was down so I couldn’t buy that food. I didn’t have any cash or my debit card with me. I only had my SNAP card. All you heard was me saying “No, don’t hold it for me. My kids are hungry now and I have no other way of paying for this.” You didn’t judge me. You didn’t snarl “Maybe you should have less kids.” You didn’t say “Well, get a job and learn to support yourself.” You didn’t look away in embarrassment or shame for me. You didn’t make any assumptions at all.

What you did was you paid that $17.38 grocery bill for us. You gave my kids bananas, yogurt, apple juice, cheese sticks, and a peach ice tea for me; a rare treat and splurge. You let me hug you and promise through my tears that I WILL pay this forward. I WILL pay someone’s grocery bill for them. That $17.38 may not have been a lot for you, but it was priceless to us. In the car my kids couldn’t stop gushing about you; our “angel in disguise.” They prayed for you. They prayed you would be blessed. You restored some of our lost faith. One simple and small action changed our lives. You probably have forgotten about us by now, but we haven’t forgotten about you. You will forever be a part of us even though we don’t even know your name.

You have no clue how grateful and embarrassed I am that we pay for all our food with SNAP. We eat well thanks to the government. I love that. I love that the government makes sure my kids are cared for. It is one less worry for us. I also struggle with pride and embarrassment. I defiantly tell people we are on SNAP. Daring them to judge us.

Only those closest to us know why we are on SNAP. They know my husband is a hard worker who was laid off after 17 years in a management position with his former company. They know we were moved from our home to a new state only to be left homeless since the house we had came with the job he lost. Only those closest to us know my husband works part time while looking tirelessly for more; that he has submitted more applications than he has received interviews for. Too many jobs are only offering part time work anymore. It is not easy for a 40-something year old to find a job that will support his family of five kids.

You know none of this but you didn’t let that stop you from being compassionate and generous to someone you have never met.

To the woman behind me at the grocery store, you have no idea how much we appreciate you. You have no idea the impact you had on my kids. You have no idea how incredibly thankful I am for you. Your action may have been small, but to us it was monumental. Thank you.

Thank you for not judging us. Thank you for giving my kids a snack when they were quite hungry. Thank you. Just thank you.


Andrea, the woman in front of you at the grocery store with the cart full of kids who are no longer hungry

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This post first appeared on Andrea’s blog truestoriesofamidwestyankee.wordpress.com


  1. Reblogged this on Simply Life and commented:

    It is such a difference when we choose to be kind. Read the beautiful testimony of a woman as shares the story of kindness from the lady behind her at the grocery store. Make sure to check out more stories like this on the kindness blog.com


  2. I am not saying this for accolades…but I did this once for a woman who looked to be in the same position; at the end of her rope. I was actually humbled she LET me help her. Especially after a 40 year old man berated her. We all need a hug from the community sometimes. That, to me. is what COMMUNITY is for! We cannot always stand alone.


    1. Great phrasing, ma’am(?) – “We all need a hug from the community sometimes.” 🙂 And thank you for your kindness. It has real-world effects, I believe, beyond just that instance.


  3. Beautiful story. I am a mother of 3 whose husband has been out of work for almost 2 years. I know the shame and embarrassment of having to pull out the ebt foodstamp card to pay for my family to eat, because I have been there before. So wonderful to hear that there are people in the world who understand that not everyone on foodstamps is abusing the system. I work really hard to support my family and get us where we are today…and my husband has been searching for work…and if our prayers are met, and he receives a very hopeful phone call this week…he may have a great job in the near future.

    Thank you for sharing the kindness!
    Kelly Airhart

    Blogger/Photographer/Super Mom


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