Today was cold and rainy, so I spent most of my day inside. I thought to myself, I didn't do anything kind today. But just half an hour ago, I realized I was wrong. In fact...I do this kind act every single night.
I call my mom every single night when I'm not at her house. I ask her how her day went, I tell her goodnight, and then I tell her that I love her. I'm the only one out of my two older siblings who call her consistently.
I know she appreciates the call.
She told me today my little sister got an A- on her math test. I remember spending a good chunk of my time helping her and it paid off. And then she told me the new neighbour I helped a while ago dropped off a box of my favourite chocolate (ferrero rocher) as a way to say thanks.
Although I didn't have the best day today, its moments like this that brighten it up. Grateful for the time I spend talking with my mom.