Depression Didn't Stop My Act Of Kindness
--by debbe530, posted Jul 23, 2016
I had a horrible few days of pain and being freezing cold. I'm not sure why. But Friday I had to go to Trader Joe's - a site of many ROAKs. I met Hosiah, a wonderful man,who was trying to reach ripe plums from his wheelchair with an already full basket in his lap. He is currently living at a rehab center post stroke. He pays $26 every two weeks for a medi-cab to take him shopping. No family here. Sheesh. So I took him home and gave him my number. Despite the new pain issues, we and a random helper in the parking lot finally managed to collapse his very nice wheelchair and get it in my trunk. It was much easier to get it out. He's a really interesting guy and only 4 years older than me.
I flexed my kindness muscles big time in a tangible way that I have not for a long time and it felt good. It is time to get back to being a kindness conduit. Hosiah called this afternoon so I would have his number. Like me he is a tad forgetful sometimes. We made sure he had a SMILE card with my number on it when I took him in with 5 bags of groceries! He said he would have called last night but he couldn’t find the card. He found it under the phone today.