Years ago, I was a house parent for emotionally and physically abused youth. These were children with histories of abuse that were almost unthinkable. We all went to the grocery store to get the essentials, but as it was close to Christmas, several of the kids grabbed extra things to make into presents, unbeknownst to me.
Well, when I got to the register, the house's $150 budget for food suddenly rang up as over $250. I asked the boys to put back their items are we could not afford it. Suddenly, a woman behind us handed the cashier a hundred dollar bill and said that no child should experience Christmas without a present. I thanked her profusely, and a few of the kids did too. It was a time that I was on the other end of the kindness counter.
Today I went out to run errands and in a corner I saw a woman in her thirties with a cardboard asking for help. I saw her and thought I'd do something about it. Instead of wondering "why isn't she working?" I decided that the answer is "God knows" and that I shouldn't judge.
I ran off to do my things and by the time I got to the counter at Taco Bell, I decided to give her food. I told the clerk I wanted to help a homeless lady and to double my request. The sum was a bit less than what I thought. He gave me two bags, as requested, but included a soda which I had not asked for, cinnamon dessert (not on my list), and in the other bag three burritos instead of two. Kindness rippled just then!
When I gave the woman the food, she blessed me. I was in tears to think there is plenty in this world for everyone to be fine. I did what I felt was right. Afterward, I saw another person give her money. No judgement, as everyone has their calling. Bless her and everyone like her.
Sometimes it is the witnessing of kindness and love has the most powerful effect. One time, while waiting for a procedure in the hospital waiting room, I saw something amazing happen. A man and woman were there together - the man was in a wheelchair, sunken, pallid, crumpled into himself. He had a bottle of oxygen next to him, and was sitting like someone who had had all his strings cut. Next to him, his wife had a little travel guitar out and was strumming softly. She started singing a song to him in almost a whisper, and he joined in. Their song was barely heard, but his visage changed. He seemed to be able to draw in a breath, and as they sang together, the light of life came back into his eyes. His head became erect, no longer hanging down. You could see his shrunken chest start expanding. This was a ... Read Full Story >>
I lost my young husband,Nitesh, who was 27 years old to cancer 3 months back. Nitesh had his start-up called Appeti.in which he had to shut down last year because he got diagnosed with terminal cancer. The start-up domain name was available on the market to buy. So someone called Sanjay, who has a start-up in similar domain bought it. After few days I got an email from Sanjay saying that "I bought the domain appeti.in and I realized that it belonged to Nitesh and it was his dream to run this company. So I would like to give this domain name to you as a gift". He mentioned that he was touched by our story and the heroic way we both fought with the disease, so he would like to gift me Nitesh's dream. And he offered to take Appeti to the next level in future if we want. It takes a lot of ... Read Full Story >>
I happen to be in Santa Barbara, California yesterday and was walking through town to take photos from the top of the bell tower in the courthouse. It was then that I came across an elderly, homeless woman. I could tell from the look on her face that she was not mentally stable. Seeing that this was the case, I quickly gave her $20. Usually, I will not give money to the homeless because it may be used on alcohol or drugs. However, in this case, I could see the difference and chose to do the kind thing.
When I gave her the money, the look of gratitude on her face was radiant. The $20 was nothing to me, but it was the world to her. Being observant on my part made all the difference for her. I have chosen not to believe in survival of the fittest, but rather in providing assistance for the least of these. There, but for the grace of God, go I. You never know when you will need an angel in disguise.
Yesterday I went to a shopping mall to buy some new clothes for myself and just when I was about to enter I saw an old lady with disfigured hands calling me towards her.
At first I got scared but then I decided to go ahead and find out what she wanted. She was an old lady in her 80s and she asked me for some money. She said she hadn't eaten anything since that morning. At first I thought was she a con woman, but later I thought it's ok even if she is a con, I will still give her some money to eat.
I gave her money and she happily took the money and actually went to a food stall nearby and had her food.
Even though it was not a great donation from my side, it made me realise that we go shopping and spend money without thinking twice and then forget all about the shopping in few days. At the same time, there are people in the world who don't even have enough money to get a decent meal. I hope to continue to spread kindness to the under priviledged in any way possible.
I scraped the weeds and earth from off the village car park surface back into the borders last night while waiting for Cubs to finish, which was a help to the volunteers who pretty up the village with their plants and flowers.
Then I litter-picked the recycling area. I got one or two strange looks, but continued regardless. I did get talking to one man who had left the village in the 60’s and had only recently moved back into the area and we got to talk about volunteering. Wish I’d taken a pic to show here.
I have had some fun while out and about today trying to accomplish the goal of picking someone unknown around me and trying to make them smile. I made it my mission to get as many people smiling as possible that I came into contact with while at the shops, library, local mall, and supermarket. I even danced to an S Club 7 song playing over the loud speaker as I walked to my parked car outside. My daughter was with me and I shared what I was doing with her she was very encouraging! It was a real eye opener; there was a certain amount of effort on my part to really engage with someone. However, just a smile from me and some pleasant, friendly words were all that was needed to get the smile started, and on one occasion I was having a good laugh about something with the shop ... Read Full Story >>
i was walking into a drug store with my daughter one evening and there was a homeless man out front. He wanted money, but I told him I'd buy him anything he needed.
He asked for some tee shirts, a toothbrush and toothpaste, and some cleaning wipes. He was very, very dirty with matted hair and missing teeth. When I brought him his goods, he was so happy he pulled me into a huge hug.
My daughter was horrified worried that I might get lice or something, but I didn't care. It felt great to be able to give him something that someone probably hasn't in a long time: loving human contact.
Ramadan is a time for giving back to the community, connecting and sharing love.
This Ramadan, I have decided to open my heart and do as much as I can. I've taken part in food donation, water donation, and clothes donation. Each day, I've stitched heartpins and given them to those people who've made a difference in my life. It has been a humbling and enriching experience.
I've been to labor camps and distributed items with my students and we've also spoken about giving in generosity and not as a ritual. It so far has been a blessed one and my spiritual journey has been much more meaningful.
The most fulfilling activity was visiting an orphanage and stitching heartpins with the children. Three hours just flew by. Everyone wanted to try and the thrill at completing them is beyond expression. Some of the children asked if I was coming again and I do hope the same myself. :)
Hospice rang yesterday. An actively dying man had asked for harp music. I had to go to work, but rang after and he was still alive, still wanting the harp. I found him in a shared room. He was extremely emaciated, with long, wild grey hair, and the gentlest spirit shining out. I asked if he still wanted the music. He could not speak as he had a tracheotomy, but he clasped his hands and whispered, "The Harp! The Harp! Ooohhhhh." Someone had posted notes from those who cared for him all along the wall by his bed. His room mate turned off his TV. As I played, my patient drifted far away. His breathing was almost non-existent. I thought he would pass, but he wasn't there yet. I played for 1 and 1/2 hours and did not want to leave him, but my eyes, back and arms were beginning to tire. When I finished ... Read Full Story >>
I met this elderly lady in town, I suppose that she may be someone's grandmother. The city has grown and everybody is so busy walking, and at times shoving other people. I am not sure what made me look at her as she walked slowly by with her wooden walking stick. Maybe it's because I wondered if I will reach that age, and what I would be doing then if I did? Suddenly, her stick dropped; I am not so sure if someone had pushed her or it just dropped accidentally. She tried reaching for it, but I noticed bending was becoming a challenge to her. I moved towards her, although I thought that someone would have already helped her by the time I reached her...I was wrong. Nobody seemed to have noticed or cared much. I picked up her stick and positioned it in her hand. She gave me a wide, ... Read Full Story >>
Referring to communities surrounding Custer, SD, a disabled vet asked, "why would they be so kind to us?" Operation Black Hills Cabin provides a low cost/free accessible vacation for disabled veterans and their families. Area merchants and grateful citizens contribute all KINDS of things, from meals to everything in-between. From one of the 2017 hosted families: "YES, my husband's military career ended with his final injuries. YES, we lost his way of making a living. YES, I had to quit my job to be his full-time caregiver. YES, he's a different father now. BUT, that does not define us. We are so much more. We are driving a UTV through mud getting filthy. We are playing a board game while laughing so hard we are crying. We are walking down the streets of Custer or Hill City while eating ice cream cones. We are ordering something different at the many great restaurants and trying each other's ... Read Full Story >>
After playing badminton, I was about to leave the facility when I saw Amma. She's the maid responsible for cleaning, an old lady in her late 60s, and she was talking to the owner, requesting some cash. Her hand was in pain and she wanted to see the doctor. The owner gave some excuses and escaped.
I felt bad for her, so although I was outside the facility and it was dark, I turned back and opened my wallet. I knew I didn't have much, but I gave her whatever came out into my hand. In my broken Tamil, I tried to say "Amma, please see a doctor" but I don't know if it was correct.
When I left for dinner to a nearby restaurant, surprisingly I had one bill which was more than enough for my meal.
I see Amma in the evenings, and even though it was pitch dark that day, she remembers me well and waves to me every time.
I help at a shelter for homeless and troubled teenagers and sometimes it's very hard to see progress or feel optimistic about their future.
One girl we have with us now is doing well and got her first job recently. She wanted to set up a checking and savings account so I volunteered to help her do that. Sitting there with her and the banker I felt such pride for her and was so happy to be part of this joyful occasion. The banker even called me her "Mom" when we left and both of us just smiled. A true feel-good moment.
I saw an elderly man and his wife eating lunch. He was wearing a Korean War Veteran cap. I secretly gave the waitress a card I had made up that says: My heartfelt thanks to you, Veteran. In a world where there seems to be fewer heroes, please know that you will always be one in my eyes. From a Fellow American. I also gave her money to pay for their meal.
I overheard them say, "This made our day!" and that was all I needed to make make MY day!
I had three employees comment to me that they thought that was so nice. I hope I made enough impression so maybe they would do something similar one day.
Went to McDonalds this morning to get some breakfast and saw someone sitting outside the store, leaning with his head in his hands and a ball cap for change in front of him.
Used a 2 for 1 coupon to get him a breakfast sandwich and also a large cold drink.
Gave it to him and he thanked me.
Was walking up the street afterwards, and someone walked by me and said: “That was awesome by the way.”
I had no idea that anyone else was paying attention.
I am going to try to keep an eye out for acts of kindness that others are doing. :)
I was so proud of my husband today. He has always been kind and caring, but today he went above and beyond. This morning he changed the oil and then did some other routine maintenance on an elderly neighbor's car, and after that he mowed another neighbor's lawn!
While mowing, he learned that another member of our community had been very ill and his wife was looking for someone she could hire to mow their grass. Hubby went right over and got the job done (for free of course!).
Shortly after he got home, he received a call from another friend asking for a ride to the auto parts store. His friend needed to get a part to fix his vehicle. So hubby is off again to help a friend -- and I know he will stay and help him fix the car once they get the necessary part.
"Hi, ma'am! Glad to have you on here today. There's a seat right here, just step up to your left." I'd never heard a more cheerful bus driver. I put my book down and craned my neck around in my seat. My eyes caught the sight of an older blind woman amid a wave of people filtering onto the bus. She nudged her walking stick forward, stepped up, and got situated in her seat. "What stop are you getting off at today?" the bus driver called out, his voice as sing-songy as a bird in Springtime. "Downtown subway," the woman answered. The bus continues making its way downtown. At each stop, the bus driver flashes a wide smile, nodding his head at familiar faces and contented greeting people onto his humble transportation abode. "Nice to see you again!" "How are you doing today?" "Haven't seen you in awhile!" "You're at a new stop, today!" "Great to see ... Read Full Story >>
Some years ago a distant neighbor and I had some unpleasant exchanges on the online group Nextdoor, and I ended up blocking him. This year a very contentious issue has arisen in our town, with LOTS of online discussion, most of it civil and informative but occasionally snarky. Anyway, this gentleman has been making some useful and courteous contributions to the hot and heavy discussions. So this evening I wrote to him privately, reminded him of our previous difficulty, and congratulated him on his valuable contributions to the issue. He just now wrote back with a grateful and gracious message. A good demonstration of fence-mending! ... Read Full Story >>