On the most recent occasion however she seemed tired and distraught and I asked her if she was all right. After she got her coffee she came up to me (I was already sitting) and confided she was having some issues with her boyfriend who she had been living with and was now breaking up with. She had been staying with a girlfriend who now wanted her to leave which was giving her stress. She does not want to move back in with her parents even for a short while.
I spoke to her for a few minutes and offered a friendly ear if she ever wanted to talk. I am old enough to be her mother and have been through a few hard knocks in my life. She was genuinely thankful and took my cell number promising to reach out. I insisted that there was no pressure to do so.
If she texts me or not that's fine but the point for me is that I was comfortable being the older woman helping a younger one and doing so without hesitation.
It just felt like the right thing to do.