Kindness 52

I was on the bus today with Eddie, and saw a blind man who often takes the bus. I know his name from the drivers, whom he talks to regularly. I always felt so uncomfortable talking to blind people though. They can't see me and I never know how much to describe or what to say, and I don't want to seem in any way condescending or superior, because I don't pity anyone with a limitation. He was rolling up his Tim's cup to see if he'd won, so I offered to read it for him. He said yes, and unfortunately he didn't win anything. That led to a conversation though, with him asking about my kids and me asking if he found it hard to walk on the incredibly icy sidewalks lately. He said his cane mostly keeps him up, but sometimes it's hard. I told him about rubber, ice-grippers that he can stretch over his shoes to prevent slipping, and told him where to buy them. He said he would do that today, and was very grateful that I thought of it. I will say hi next time I see him, and hopefully my voice is distinctive enough that he knows who I am.