Some Good Old Fashioned Bread Pudding

I got a rock chip in my wind shield last week and went to a glass shop in a nearby city to get it fixed.  While there, Kim, Isaac, and I met an absolutely wonderful lady.  Immediately, she revealed her kind, loving presence with her smile and heartfelt greeting to everyone.  You could just tell in every possible way this was a genuinely good person.  She was picking up her favorite cooking dish, now empty, that she had loaned to the people of the glass shop, having provided them with her old fashioned bread pudding a few days prior.  I thought that she must have someone in her family or a dear friend that works here for her to have gone to so much trouble.  After all, old fashioned bread pudding takes meticulous preparation and time to make.  The repair to our windshield was soon done and we all left about the same time, saying warm goodbyes and well wishes.  Kim and I discussed how nice it was to have encountered such a lovely lady and wondered what caused her to make such a kind gesture of making her bread pudding for the people working at the glass shop.

The very next day, while taking a long walk around town, we got our chance to find out.  Kim spotted the very same lady driving down main street, turning into a local store.  Oh my goodness, what were the chances of seeing the same lady in our town?  We both turned and walked back to the store to say hello, struck by the coincidental nature of seeing her again.  Realizing we weren't actually headed into the store, she exclaimed, "You came over just to say hi to me?  I could just hug you both."  We chatted for some time, learning a bit more about each other, our families, and asking her about the various ways she gave her time, talents, and money to those in need.

Curious, I decided to ask her about the bread pudding and who she knew that worked at the glass shop.  Turned out, she didn't really know anyone in particular.  The glass shop had provided her an estimate on fixing some windows and repaired a glass pitcher she needed to skim the milk for making her bread pudding, all free of charge.  Yep, that's right.  I know, hard to believe, right.  Free of charge.  She shared that she absolutely had to cook for them all the very pudding she was then able to make, because of their generous help.  Kim commented, "Wow, you don't really find kindness like that too often anymore."  She responded immediately, "I know, they really were so very nice to me."  We said our goodbyes and Kim and I later talked about how remarkable she was.  How she automatically interpreted Kim's compliment, meant for her, as being intended for the people at the glass shop.  Is it possible that this kindest of ladies was so humble, so constantly focused on helping and giving to others, that she rarely thought about her own needs at all?  I think the answer is definitely yes, and she was clearly happy for it.  Hmmmmm....what old fashioned bread pudding can I give someone today?