Lately I've enjoyed the new fad of rock hunting. It's really about spreading kindness and happiness to others. People paint and hide rocks for people to find. Some people are really hardcore and post clues and people snatch them up fast, but it's fun to see people's creations on the Facebook page. We've found some here and there. I think the best part is that it's a free activity that even small kids can participate in.
The kindness rocks got me thinking about the ways I've been shown kindness, which then became my inspiration for this post and more to (hopefully) come.
These small acts of kindness are just some that stuck out in my mind. I plan to write another post on bigger acts of kindness that I've been shown as well.
- A few years ago I was picking up some groceries at Aldi. The cashier rang everything up and my total was just under $30. I went to pull out my debit card which is always in my wallet and it was gone! I had stuck it in another pocket of my purse, and then switched purses! I had no cash. I had my checkbook, but they don't accept checks. The cashier knew me as a regular customer and called the manager to see if I could write a check this one time. A lady behind me actually had her card out and was offering to pay for my stuff! About this time the manager approved my check, so I of course declined, but that fact that this lady was willing to spend $30 on a strangers groceries just blew me away.
- The last time I took Daniel to Scheels, he wanted to ride the ferris wheel. It's only $1 per person and I had the money, but the register wasn't working right, and the employee handed me 2 tokens, wouldn't take my $2 and told us to enjoy the ride. <3 li="">
- When I worked at the Y and Daniel was only 2 years old a sweet older gentleman who didn't know us reached into his wallet and pulled out a couple of dollars. He told me to go treat ourselves to a little ice cream.
- Another Y story. A big snowfall started as we got to the Y. I worked my normal 2 hours and 15 min. and by the time I got Daniel all bundled and out to the parking lot the car was buried in snow. I started the car and started to get Daniel buckled in before beginning to brush off the snow and scrape of the layer of ice underneath. Then I sensed someones presence. A dad of one of the kiddos I watched in the nursery was cleaning my car off for me. What could have taken me 10 minutes took far less just because he felt like helping another human.
- I got a lot of little gifts from my daycare families over the years. Baked goods, bath and body stuff etc. My favorites were always just a heartfelt card. The thing that stood out the most to me over the years was the week of Mother's Day. We would always have the babies "make" gifts for their mommys. I wasn't a mom at the time, but one of the moms brought me a little bouquet of flowers and a Mother's Day card saying she was thankful her little girl had a fill in "mommy" when she had to work.
- Just recently Daniel started kindergarten, and I had expressed my own anxieties on Facebook. Especially after his huge meltdown on his 3rd day. Yet a few mom's rallied around me. They sent me messages or texts to see how I was doing and how Daniel was doing. They prayed for me. They prayed for him. They knew just what I needed to hear.
- When I was in high school I accidentally side swiped a car in the parking lot leaving our summer swim clinic. As is turned out, the driver had been my middle school choir teacher. A lot of people didn't like him, but I never had a problem with him. He was SO nice about it. The first thing he did when he got out the car was to ask me how I was doing. I remember being like, "Um...well I just hit your car so not too good." And he said, "Eh...it's my son's car anyway." Haha! He was really calm. He took my info, got my phone number and said he wanted to try to get some estimates and not go through insurance. He called my mom later, and genuinely wanted to make sure I was doing okay. I ended up paying a fair price to fix the damages, but what really made the difference was him making sure I was okay.
These are just the tip of the iceberg. I keep thinking of more and more. It goes to show that kindness is everywhere, and how important it is to keep spreading it.
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