Story 8:
My daughter needed a diaper change, but there was no changing table in the men’s room. I rushed into the women’s, hoping no one would notice. Halfway through, I heard a woman: “What do you think you’re doing? I turned, and she almost yelled: “You forgot her blanket!” Then she handed it to me with a smile. “You’re doing your best. That’s what matters.” I just nodded, too surprised to speak.
