[...]Here mate, take this sandwich. There is no meat. It will be easy on your stomach, you'll be able to keep it down. I know you haven't been able to do so for the past two days, puking everything you put down past your mouth.. This will work, let's try it, I'll sit here on the sidewalk with you. You'll feel better after it, you know it, it will make you feel stronger, come on. I know you are upset with your daughters. Their nasty crack habit, their nasty boyfriends, beating and abusing them
You have tears in your eyes, my friend. Your soul and heart are heavy with sorrow. You are pushed away and drowned by the people you love most. We'll all have to respond to someone at the end of days [...]
I was particularly touched by this man. He was walking on a very thin line both mentally and physically. He did start crying and his entire body started to shake as he talked about his daughters.
At the end, he offered me a bottle of water. He pointed out that the seal was not broken as if to reassure me that it was safe to drink. I told him he will need it tonight, after the wine, when he'll be dehydrated. He pushed it towards me saying that he took my food, and i'll have to take his water. I agreed, and we shook hands. There was no point in insisting.
Another humbling moment from which we should all learn... Those who have nothing give the most.