Taking a break at a gas station, I got speaking to an older woman who had been hitchhiking.
She looked like she was a little weathered, had a hard life, and she did give hints of it through our conversation, but what was also a noticeable trait… she still had hopes for a better life.
As we conversed, she mentioned that her backpack was jammed pack with a few clothes and 3 blankets, which was getting to be a little too heavy, so she was thinking about ditching one of her blankets with the hopes it would find someone in need.
I could only offer her something she needed more than I did…. I gave her my last gatorade and an emergency blanket.
When I came out of the gas station, I could see her in the distance walking along the highway, up and over a hill, where I eventually lost sight of her.