Kindness in the Time of Coronavirus Looks Exactly Like This

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I went to the grocery store this afternoon.

As I was walking in, I heard a woman yell to me from her car.

I walked over and found an elderly woman and her husband.

She cracked her window open a bit more and explained to me, in tears, they were afraid to go in the store.

They were afraid to get sick, as they are in their 80s, and heard the novel coronavirus is affecting older people disproportionately.

And they don’t have family around to help them out.

Through the crack in the window, she handed me a $100 bill and a grocery list and asked if I would be willing to buy her groceries.

I bought the groceries and placed them in her trunk. Then I gave her back the change.

She told me she had been sitting in the car for nearly 45 minutes before I had arrived—waiting to ask the right person for help.

I know it’s a time of hysteria and nerves, but offer to help anyone you can.

Not everyone has people to turn to.

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I went to the grocery store this afternoon. As I was walking in I heard a woman yell to me from her car. I walked over and found an elderly woman and her husband. She cracked her window open a bit more, and explained to me nearly in tears that they are afraid to go in the store.

— Rebecca Mehra (@rebecca_mehra) March 12, 2020

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My name is Rebecca Mehra. I am a professional athlete living and training in Bend, OR. I am a part of Littlewing Athletics, a professional all-female running group. I am sponsored by Oiselle, a women’s athletic brand based out of Seattle.

I spend my time outside of running working for the Mayor of Bend, Sally Russell. I have always been interested in public policy, and this job has been a great opportunity to get to know and serve my local community.

I am originally from Palos Verdes, CA, and attended Stanford University where I got my undergraduate degree in international relations and my Masters degree in communications.

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