It’s so important to make someone happy.
Make just one someone happy…
The woman had a baby in her one arm; groceries in the other. An older gentleman hunched over from age waited at the entrance just a few moments longer to hold the door open for her.
It was rush hour. People pushed and shoved down a broken escalator at the metro stop, all frantic to make their train. A man’s backpack was barely closed, hanging on by just one fragment of the zipper. His papers fell out and people stepped over them. But there was one woman, out of twenty people who stopped to help him pick his papers up.
The child was on the playground running around. He tripped over his untied shoe laces and the other kids laughed at him and ran away. But there was one little girl that stopped to help the boy up and dust the dirt off his knees.
One smile that cheers you.
One face that lights when it nears you…
The older man didn’t have to hold the door open, but he did. No one had to help the man in the subway and could have opted to run for their train instead, but someone did. And the little girl could have gone with the rest of the crowd and left the boy on the ground, but she didn’t.
Common courtesy or kindness? It’s not about karma. It’s not about only doing good to receive good. It’s doing good when no one is watching. I witnessed all of these things and allowed them be a subtle reminder that sometimes all someone needs is an extra hand. It won’t strain my day. It won’t make me late. It won’t affect me in any other way but to make me feel good that I can help. Sometimes it’s the unplanned and unexpected random acts of kindness that have a much more profound and humbling affect.
Fame, if you win it,
Comes and goes in a minute
Where’s the real stuff in life, to cling to?
A few weeks ago I was walking home from work when I passed an elderly woman with a walker. She was on the sidewalk but because it was closed for construction, she was forced to step down into the street and walk around. It wasn’t a big deal for most people — just a few inches down — but as I made my way up the steps to my apartment door, I noticed that she was still idle and standing at the top of the curb just waiting. She was visibly afraid to step down by herself, presumably because she would lose balance. I glanced a few feet away to a group of construction workers standing on that same curb. It wasn’t that they were ignoring her – but none of them offered to help her either. I put my bags down on my stoop and I walked back down the stairs to help her into the street. She had tears in her eyes when she thanked me. For me, it wasn’t that the other people didn’t help her — it was that I could help her. Her monumental gratitude for something that took me 30 seconds was enough to make me feel good for hours. No, I didn’t know the woman. But would I have wanted someone to help my grandmother had she needed it? Absolutely. To steal a line from Ellen DeGeneres, just “be kind to one another.”
Make someone happy.
Make just one someone happy.
And you will be happy too.
Sometimes all it takes is 30 seconds to make someone’s day. Take advantage of those situations that life presents to you — the ones that you don’t have to be a part of. Challenge yourself, and I promise this will be one of the most rewarding things you can do.
Thank you for sharing…Hopefully, everyone will be inspired to so the same.
A big AMEN to this one!! Says alot about your heart and where you come from!
Kristin,
It makes my heart sing after reading this “K” blog. You are made of good stuff my child!!
Love,
Aunt Christine