Coffee Minute

I went into Dunkin’ Donuts this morning to get a cup of French Vanilla for the road, on my way to a church meeting, and I was wearing the pin in the picture below. The gal who took my order noticed and asked about the pin. I told her it was from South Africa, and that it had been made by a woman with HIV. She told me that her best friend had been struggling with HIV for the past thirteen years. I took the pin off and gave it to her. It happens like that sometimes…