The Lyft Driver, the Toddler and the Spirit of Christmas
I am fortunate to have a career that allows me to put smiles on faces. Moments before meeting Cassandra, I had done just that for an audience of 400 people. Cassandra, I could tell, was longing to return to a vocation that would allow her to do the same, despite the long hours and low pay. Until then, she was chauffeuring strangers around in her own vehicle, trying to keep her daughter entertained and, all the while, apologizing. It didn’t seem right.
