Learning Kindness From A Neighbor
--by Glowworm, posted Jan 22, 2011
Last winter, I had tons of snow on my driveway. My mom asked me to help shovel, since dad was working. I shoveled and shoveled mounds of the white stuff, panting and sweating and silently complaining.
My good neighbor saw that I was struggling, came over and helped me finish up. We chatted a few seconds. I can't remember what was said, but I suddenly felt bad for my rotten attitude. This man was pretty much a stranger helping me out without asking, and I couldn't shovel for my own family without feeling sore about it.
The year passed and I didn't think much about his kindness, until yesterday. The neighbor was working on his house with a group of his buddies. It was a fairly mild day, but if you were moving about you would probably work up a bit of a sweat and a good thirst.
I wrote a quick note, ran down to the little market store and bought five Gatorades, dropped them off on his porch steps, with the note, and walked away.
Thank you good neighbor of mine for your act of selfless kindness and for bringing me a little out of myself.