This week I faced a moral dilemma. I didn't realize it was one until after it was over, but for the past few days I've been thinking about it. On the way to grab lunch at work on Wednesday I stepped outside of my building and heard a women yelling. I walked further and saw a young man walking quickly away from a distressed women, probably his girlfriend. She was apologizing and asking him to come back. They may have been homeless or mentally challenged or both I couldn't tell. As the girl started to run after her boyfriend she dropped a big folder she was carrying and the contents spilled on the sidewalk. I kept walking and as I passed her a women came and asked if she was OK and offered to help. Why didn't I stop? That is my nature but I honestly didn't even consider helping her. I guess I didn't want to interfere with an obvious domestic situation. It would have been so easy to stop and help he pick up her stuff and I regret not doing it. From now on I won't keep walking when someone needs help. I have people stop me all the time asking for money and I refuse but that is different. This women in that moment was lost and alone and needed a hand. I didn't offer her mine but I will in the future.Until tomorrow,
Dave
