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I think back on my life of 56 years and remember the genuinely kind things that strangers have said or done for me. It just sticks out in the my mind. Things that were very simple, short phrases or actions that at the time didn't seem to mean much. But as my mind grazes back over all the years, those things just pop up in my head. It's not whether you are clever or pretty or any of that. It's if you are kind. That's what people remember. That's what matters.
Can you think of a simple kindess you have experienced? I will share one of mine.
A long time ago when I was in college I was sitting on the floor in the hall of a college building, just hanging out there by myself. This girl came over and slid down the wall and sat next to me. she introduced herself and said how are you? I don't think I said much but hi. I was very shy. She said with a smile, "Now you're supposed to ask me how I am."
It was just a nice moment of one lonely person reaching out to another I guess.
These little memories give me a feeling of comfort and hope when I am feeling very lonely and down as I do now.
I was new in that area, and I will never forget it. How nice strangers can be. There are some good souls out there, not many unfortunaely, but there are.
I agree that it's the exception when you find a kindness from someone which is sad. But makes those times all the more precious. Sometimes I wonder if people realize what impact they truly have on others, whether it be good or bad. I have been deeply affected by the actions of others. Maybe that's a weakness but that's just the way I am or maybe everyone is this way.
I think I will share one more moment I had that made me feel good.
Actually, is sort of an ongoing one, too. I used to live across the street from a lady and her family. She would bring over delicious home baked goods and crafts. I'd come home from work to an empty dark house and find a zuchinni bread or some cookies on the porch. She also made me a homemade tub of lemon scented shea butter face cream one Christmas which was/is heavenly. Only wish I had gotten the recipe.