Vacation and Another Friend

Last week we were on vacation. The first evening we stopped at a restaurant to eat. Kimmie was sitting at the end of the table where the waitress stood to take our order.

It wasn't long before Kimmie was hugging her. When Kimmie finally let go the waitress started telling us about her brother being autistic.

After she walked away, Daddy just looked at me and said, "That's another one, another life she touched."

I said, "Yes, Kimmie made another friend."

--Mom