pay it forward a little bit everyday

At work the other day, a homeless man came into my store, as they often do. He is a very nice man, but is often shyed away from because he does not have the best odor, and of course people just do not care for homeless people. People tend to not like things that make them uncomfortable. He comes through my line at work probably about once a week, often just buying dog food for his two dogs. It amazes me that this man is so selfless that he buys dog food instead of buying food for himself. I have often thought about giving him money, or just paying for his purchase, but I do not want to embarrass him. I decided to just go for it and I casually slipped him the few dollars I had in my pocket along with his reciept. I fiqured this way no one would really notice, and if they did, they might just think I was giving him change. He graciously took the money and said thank you several times before making his way to the door. I wonder how do I have so many posessions, when all this man has is what he can carry? He pushes around an old shopping cart contraption, that has been pieced together with various other items he has probably found along his travels. I wonder when the last time was he had someone hug him? I think about where his family is if he even has any left. And most of all I wonder about his mother. I am a mother now, of a wonderful baby boy, who I pray never faces these circumstances. Whoever his mother is, I pray for her. My heart hurts to think of her worrying about her son, or worse… not worrying.