I was DoorDashing to an apartment and walked up with a McDonald’s bag and two Happy Meals. A young mom answered the door, and her kids ran up chanting, “McDonald’s! McDonald’s!” Then she said, “I didn’t order it, I think that's across the hall,” and the disappointment on those babies faces broke my heart. I apologized and delivered it to the right door, but my spirit wouldn’t let it go. Something told me to go back and get those kids their own Happy Meals, so I did. Their mom answered the door and was almost in tears when I came back, telling me how she had fallen on hard times and was just trying to scrape up enough change to get them Happy Meals because they were so upset about not getting the ones from earlier. It cost me about $10, but the excitement, the smiles, their happy little voices? Priceless!! Hands down, my favorite delivery so far 😮‍💨 ~Kurrie branay