When a waitress is a God Wink....
Written Two years ago in 2018: Thursday night I was a vendor at a pop-up fundraiser with East End Entrepreneurs at Roman Bistro. We were gathering to support a local non-profit called For Good Pittsburgh, who help lift girls and women in the Braddock community (and beyond). The evening was lovely as there were great conversations with people about Arbonne, about their needs of new skincare or nutrition products. And even wonderful chats on yoga, connections I could help make and welcoming a woman new to Pittsburgh into my circle. Yet the night ended in a way that I could not have prepared for. It ended with a conversation with the waitress. The waitress is knew, by taking a look at her, was older than I am, not sure by how much, but likely 10+ years. I offered he some samples I had of things in my bag that honestly, we don't even sell right now. I gave them as a gift of gratitude for helping so much throughout the night. I gave them as I knew they were note items she could pu...