Lost And Found In The Men's Department
I work in a department store and things are busy there right now because of back to school clothes shopping. The men's clothing racks and displays are constantly being messed up! So, I was busy tidying them up when a young man asked if I'd found a wallet. Unfortunately, I had not. I told him to go to the lost and found desk in case someone had handed it in. The disappointment in his face made me really wish I had found his wallet. I started folding and hanging and really digging through the messy clothes. Amazingly, I found his wallet! I quickly went to lost and found to turn it in, and arrived there the same time he did. The smile on his face as I held up his wallet made me smile too. I walked with him back to the men's department so he could shop for school clothes. He told me ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by Aurelia
- Feb 20, 2012
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Shared Scrubs
I am a nurse who is required to wear a uniform we call "scrubs" at work.
- Posted by tutoredturtle
- Feb 25, 2012
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Cooking and Feeding With Love
I love cooking and food, so it's very natural for me to share the foods I make with my friends, family and co-workers. It's such a profound way to show someone you care about them. When I cook, I create meals of loving kindness, which I hope will nourish the recipients in body, mind and spirit.
It is very important to me to use mainly organic and non-GMO ingredients so that when I deliver food to my friends and see them smile and enjoy my cooking, I am reminded that I have shared my love with them. It's nourishing on multiple levels and I am grateful they relish seeing me with my cooking creations.
- Posted by BlissfulLotusFlo
- Feb 24, 2012
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Making Someone's Day - Cheaper Than A Latte!
I was in the check-out line at the store a few hours ago. The gal ahead of me asked the cashier to take two items off because she could tell by the subtotal she wasn't going to be able to afford them. Off came a single-serve container of strawberry milk and a can of that La Choy Chunk King Chinese food stuff. Once the cashier was done ringing everything else up, the woman looked at her significant other and said, "We have enough for one but not the other. Should we get the milk or the La Choy?" He said, "The milk. I'm REALLY thirsty!" So, the cashier added the milk and the gal handed her the payment. I reached into my purse, grabbed one of my Smile cards and some cash, then I looked at the woman customer and asked, "Can I buy the other thing for you?" She gave me a ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by sonshiney
- Mar 2, 2012
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Teelu The Puppy
Yesterday afternoon the sky was dark and the rain poured down. I went upstairs to catch the cool breeze. It was still moody, as if sky and the clouds were tired and decided to cry some rain. Yet the climate was awesome and the breeze cooled my body from head to toe. I went onto the balcony and saw a small puppy near the gate of our apartment. He had been drenched by the rain. I immediately ran downstairs with a towel in my hand. I rushed to the puppy and wrapped him in the towel. I cleaned the mud from him, got into an auto, and took him to nearby veterinary doctor. He examined him and gave an injection for his health. I brought him back home and made a place for him to sleep. I gave him a cup of milk and bread to keep his hunger away. He was good enough and ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by Redrose
- May 13, 2012
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The Gift on the Sidewalk
Today, I was babysitting my two-year-old friend, Liam. He was feeling sad and wanted to stay inside with his mom and dad. I tried everything to get him interested in playing outside with me. Nothing worked. Finally, as a last resort, I took a shiny new penny out of my pocket. I tossed the penny down the sidewalk and then chased after it. It must have looked fun, because he joined right in! On one of my tosses, the shiny penny rolled down the sidewalk and appeared to stop near a Christmas tree that was laying next to the gutter, waiting to be picked up by the recycle truck. As I squatted near the tree to look for the penny, I spotted a small, lonely Christmas ornament attached to one of the branches. Scooping it up, I was struck by how delicate it was. Handmade, and crafted from felt, it was in the ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by kath1
- Jun 19, 2013
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A Simple but Meaningful Act of Gratitude
Every month, I write letters to two Marines serving in Afghanistan who I don't know. I thank them for their service to our nation. While I don't know them, I hope that they know how much I appreciate them.
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- Jul 15, 2013
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My First Kindness Assignment
The first real "kindness assignment" I was ever given came when I was in 2nd grade.
A small boy with red hair, freckles and pleading eyes asked me, "Would you please be my friend, because I don't have any?"
This really scared me. This boy was disliked and shunned by the other students for some reason. I had a brief, scared, thought that I would also become an outcast and be disliked if I befriended him. I remember my heart pounding a second or two.
Then I remembered what this world was all about and I said, "Yes. I will be your friend."
When you have to make a quick decision always choose love over fear. Kindness can be as easy as speaking one word!
- Posted by Stoneglow
- Jul 16, 2013
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The Veteran Who Wants To Make Folk Smile
Last weekend I was navigating my way through a Good-will store as I do every Saturday. I was absorbed in my own thoughts when I overheard an employee say, "Let me shake your hand to thank you for your service!" I looked up and saw the employee, a man in his 30s, shaking the hand of an elderly man wearing a "WW II Veteran" hat. As they started talking I stood and listened in. The veteran said he was 85 and when the employee and I expressed surprised he fished out his driver's license to prove it. This man was sharp as a tack and looked to be in great physical shape. And, boy, did he have a sense of humor! The three of us stood there for about 15 minutes, just chatting away about the veteran's war experiences. He described the feeling he had when Germany surrendered in the war, how ... Read Full Story >>
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- Jul 12, 2012
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Seeds That Blossom And Windows That Gleam
Today I received a lovely act of kindness from a seed I panted some time ago!
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- Jan 27, 2013
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Runaway Coffee Barrels and the 'Angel of Mercy'
Coming home from a coffee shop today, we had our old truck loaded down with three 50-gal. barrels of mostly coffee grounds that we use to make compost. My husband had laid them down in the truck, and as we came up the ramp to a major intersection the tailgate hinge broke and all the barrels rolled out into the street behind us. Thank goodness there were no cars immediately behind us, which was a bit of a miracle since it was lunch hour. One barrel rolled right into a lane, and the two others were partially in a lane. We slammed on the brakes, jumped out, and I retrieved the closest one while my husband started running back toward the ramp to get the other two. I knew that one of the ones he was going to get was extremely heavy; we had had a horrible time getting it into ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by Sundi
- Feb 24, 2013
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The Blanket In The Dug-Out
In my new position as manager of parks and recreation in a small California mountain town I have the great privilege of being able to visit parks and playgrounds as part of my job responsibilities. A month or so ago, on a cold autumn morning, I walked through a ball park near my office. In the dug-out I noticed some trash and an old blanket which I picked up and carried toward the trash bin. As I lifted the blanket to dispose of it I caught a whiff ... and it occurred to me that it was being used, probably by a homeless person. I stopped, thought about it, and reluctantly returned the blanket to the dug-out. Over the next couple of weeks I would pop my head into the dug-out. The blanket was always there, always in a different place. As our maintenance men were in the park often I assumed ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by SmileADay
- Mar 8, 2013
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Service Area Sweets
This past holiday season, I drove with my parents to Boston to visit my distant cousin. On my way way back home, we stopped at service area for food. As we were stopped there, there was this old lady who was busy cleaning all the tables and chairs as people leaving, making sure everything is neat and clean. I just thought of gifting her with five dollars and a chocolate in my pocket. I wrote on a paper napkin: "Thank you and Merry Xmas." I wanted to leave it there for her but decided to walk up to her and give her. She asked me, "Is it a gift? Only then will I take it." I nodded, "Yes," and smiled at her. "Thank you," she replied, and I left to buy some stuff from the store inside. On my way back to car, the woman stopped me. "I make a lot of cookies and candies on ... Read Full Story >>
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- Mar 27, 2013
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Ocean Lover!
I'm an ocean lover.... living in Montreal, far away from the ocean makes it even more a dream land for me.... and I try to visit at the very least, once a year.... and I've been doing it for the last 20 something years. When I was younger, I would pick up shells rocks and driftwood and bring them back home.... and ended up having tons of them on my shelves, floors, desks, etc. But as I visited the ocean more and more, I started picking up the garbage left by irresponsible polluting people... picking up less and less ocean treasure.... I was beginning to question my habits..... and one day, in California, I just had this revelation. I realized that a stone you find in the ocean has a wonderful color that makes you pick it up.... but then, when it dries, you don't find it as lovely anymore, so why pick it up ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by quebecutopia
- Jul 29, 2019
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Giving treats away at McDonalds
I was at McDonalds the other day and was trying to decide what snack to get to tide me till I rode the 2 bus home.
There was a young lady looking at the menu but just got a small soda. I decided to help and got 2 breakfast burritos for one dollar each and 2 apple pies which are 2 for a dollar. I shared a burrito and pie with her and you would have thought it was the best meal of all time.
She was happy and I was too. I was able to share a meal with someone . I told her I never like to eat alone and was happy for the company. Who knows maybe I will see her there again some day.
Found out she had lost her job and didn't have much money for food . I told her to go to my church and they would help her with some groceries to help out. So I know she will have something else to eat later on that day too. Its a blessing to help someone in need.
- Posted by bookworm58
- Sep 28, 2013
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Lunchtime
Around lunchtime today my son and I were walking in our community's busy "downtown" area. We passed by a homeless man sitting on the street and since I had no cash on me, all we could give him was a smile and a good wish. As we walked on my son asked me didn't I have any money to give him--I said I don't have cash, but why don't we ask him if he would like something to eat. On our way back on that street after doing our errand we saw the same man and asked him if he would like us to get him some lunch. His face brightened up and when I asked what he would like, he just said "anything is fine". So then my son pointed to a rather fancy looking "parisian cafe" type of place across the street and we decided to go in there. ... Read Full Story >>
- Posted by cabbage
- Dec 2, 2013
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This Is Really Great!
Leaving Paris, I had no more use for my mobile SIM card, which still had quite a bit of talk-time on it.
So, after checking-in for my flight, I made a detour to the Arrival area, where I found a just-arrived, almost-elderly couple making enthusiastic enquiries in English at the Information Desk. I asked if they'd like my SIM card and talk-time.
The man replied, "We had just a moment ago asked where we could buy one." "Now you have one," I said, handing his wife a small, cellophane envelope containing the SIM and a Smile Card. "Wow," he said, "this is great!"
She removed the Smile Card and started to examine it as I turned to head-back to the Departure area. "Hey," she called after me, "THIS is REALLY great!" I simply kept-on walking, grinning as broadly as I hoped they were.
- Posted by anonymous
- Jan 10, 2014
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A Precious Memory
In the last three and a half years my most precious memory has become the last day I spent with my eldest daughter Bonnee who died suddenly and unexpectedly the next day on a flight back to the UK where she lived.
We spent a lovely afternoon together - we walked a long long way down the beach with our arms around each others waist and we stopped every now and then and sat on a log or on the sand. It was a beautiful summers day and talked about her life and her future, my life and future, as we always did share so much together.
That part feels unbelievably sad... and it WAS a beautiful time together - I felt it was special at the time but did not realize how unique, heart warming and heart rendering it would be and I am thankful that I made that time for just her and I.
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- Feb 6, 2015
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A Place to Stay
A friend of mine is having financial struggles and has been caught in a bad housing situation. Luckily, I have an apartment and have been able to invite her to stay with me for as long as she needs. I feel honored to be able to help her as she got me through a really bad time. Over the last few years, especially when I was very ill, she has been an amazing friend to me. It's good to be able to return the favor.
- Posted by poetrybug
- Jun 18, 2015
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A Mother's Sacrifice
My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell... anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school. I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me. I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it ... Read Full Story >>
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- May 11, 2014
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