On several occasions in my life I have lost wallets/bags with money in them---these have always been returned to me with the money (once $250...). Seriously, at least three times with substantial cash.
People stop to help when the car breaks down.
Asking for help is another thing .... I once walked 12.5 miles home from work as my car was out of commission ....(to a destination likely shared by many others at the large, county facility)
I do feel like crying sometimes. It touches something so deep.
When I was caring for my mother, who had dementia, I knew it was time to have her in day care while I worked after a stranger brought her home---finding the house by the ID in her wallet. He had watched her wandering, realized she was lost, and stepped in to help.
Another time she was lost, a local cabbie brought her home---& refused to take any money. wow..........the more I think...the more I remember...thank you for this.