Day 6

Today we had a ton of work to do. The Military came again, but so did Big Y and a bunch of small food chains from around. They made a ton of donations and we had our hands full unpacking the big cardboard boxes. A customer came in this time, a lady of around fifty with a stately bearing. She had the whole appearance of royalty, down to her expensive looking shoes to her glittering earrings half hidden by her thick gray hair. She looks nothing like the regular, jean and sweatshirt clad people that usually need us, but she’s on the list. We give her food and she picks a coat from the free rack near the door before striding out with her head thrown back, jewelry gleaming in the sunlight. I felt really sad watching her. It was like she was some queen of a long lost kingdom that had been overthrown and she was reduced to coming to us for help. I admired her ability to have that much pride and disdain in her poise even in her current situation. If I’m ever in need, I hope that I’ll be able to have that much confidence in myself.