Story 10:
I saw a teenager crying alone at the airport. Everyone passed by. I asked if he was okay. He said he was meeting his mom after years apart. I sat with him while he waited. When she finally came out, he just froze. I nudged him gently and said, “She’s right there.”
He ran to her and hugged her for what felt like forever. As they left, she mouthed, “Thank you.” I was just glad I hadn’t walked past.
Source: brightside.me
