Soft hearts.

I was with an Afghani refugee family that had just arrived 10 days prior. I stopped by to deliver some pots and pans to them, because it was only their third day in their apartment.

It’s a mom and her four teenage kids.

There was another Afghani family there, who arrived six months ago. Luckily, they live in the same apartment complex and the husband speaks English very well. They were helping translate, while adding their own comments.

Someone delivered blankets for their beds earlier, and someone else was delivering a loveseat and chair later. The Afghani family that was helping translate had brought over some floor cushions until they could acquire furniture.

The wife of the family said:

“We don’t have much, but we have more than they do so we have to help with what we can.”

We talked for a good while, and I promised to check in with them later in the week to find out what they still needed. They asked about soccer teams for their son, because everything they’ve seen is so expensive. This is where sometimes it’s just basic knowledge of the area that comes in handy. I told them about AYSO, and they got very excited.

When I was getting ready to leave, I had the most touching statement imparted upon me.

“We just want you to know that we have seen a lot of people, but none like you. This is such a good community, full of people with soft hearts.”

It amazes me, in this political climate, that what they see is loving, open arms and I’m honored to be a part of that.

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