Unfiltered Story #179081

My son at this time was 2 non verbal autistic spectrum disorder. I don’t know what started it, but he started crying.

B….crying

Me….ok sweetheart, we’re leaving

Publix worker…..do you some help ….hey big guy you ok, would you like a cookie.

Before I can say anything the worker takes of, and comes back with a cookie and balloon. My son sees the balloon and starts clapping.

Publix worker…..ok big guy you hold that balloon and enjoy that cookie, I’m going to help your mom. Turns to me……now what else is on the list.

He helps me get the last of the groceries, push the cart to check out. I pay, he push the car to our car.
I smiled and told him thank you, he smiled and said no problem. We still go to the same store, they always go above and beyond.