I was in the grocery store today and I passed an older man standing alone at the end of an aisle looking at little lost. He was just standing there alone, unmoving. I was busy and walked down the aisle and around the corner but I couldn’t get the image of that man alone, looking side to side. I left my cart either Prince Charming and walked back and asked him if he needed help finding something. He laughed and said, “Yes, my wife.” We chatted for a moment and I checked to make sure his wife knew where to find him. He was sweet and funny and his wife was on her way when I left him. I was glad he was okay. I hated the idea of him being alone, lost, and confused in the grocery store.