I had to go to the grocery and was dreading it. All through the store my back was screaming from my S.I. joint all the way to my shoulder blade. I was cursing myself for not already having what I needed at home. I finally finished and made my way to the car, so glad I was finished with that part at least. I was already dreading the drive home and then having to carry what I bought in. It ended up being well worth it.
There was a man at the car beside mine. He was putting his groceries in his trunk. When I stopped at my car he came over and said he was sorry to bother me, but he had seen the purple ribbon with the words "cure cystic fibrosis" on the back of my car and said he had heard of cystic fibrosis, but wasn't exactly sure what it is. He asked if I could explain and I did. He then asked what he could do to help. I told him about www.cff.org and that he could donate there to help in our fight for a cure. He said he was going to go straight home and do just that.
Making just 1 person aware puts a smile on my lips and makes my heart sing. :)