On my way to the gas station because my tank was almost empty, and I see a woman pushing her car, alone. Luckily she was in the shopping center lot. I pull over and help her, startling her, I guess because she didn't expect that anyone would stop. After we get going, an older lady walks up and starts helping to push too. We had a good 400 yards or so to go, plus a bit of an incline once we got to the gas pumps.
It turns out that she didn't even have enough cash for a whole gallon of gas, and this being a Sam's Club gas station, they don't take cash anyway. They say that when it rains, it pours, and this lady was in the middle of a downpour. She was late to court (because of the gas) to ask if she could get the rest of her belongings from her apartment that she was evicted from, because she lost her job and couldn't afford the rent. I was all in my head earlier thinking about how things could be better for me, but relatively, my life is great right now.
I let her use my card to fill her tank. She wanted to get my information so that she could repay me, but I told her it wasn't necessary; I've had more than my share of good fortune and help, so I was happy to do it. She hugged me more than once and was on the verge of tears.
None of this is to toot my own horn, just a reminder that sometimes your problems aren't that big, and there are so many that have it much worse. And that even the smallest act of kindness can mean the world to someone.