I am ready. I am ready to go out for breakfast. I am wrapped in the thick loveliness of the cardigan fub sent me for Christmas. Comfy black leggings. But fubman - he is having a shower. Also, I was all set and decided to go in my new moccasin slippers, in a celebratory gesture of saturday comfort. But fubman - he poo-poohed the idea, pointing out such practical drudgeries like the fact that I will ruin them. Obviously fubman is trying to tamp down the natural joy of a fub.
In reading Laura's post of small kindnesses, I was reminded of yesterday when I was given an opportunity to do a small kindness myself. When I arrived at Beaches grocery store in the morning to drop of the daily delivery of muffins/bread/spani/sausage rolls etc, Mat, an employee of Beaches since before I graduated high school…came up asking a favour. His bike was broken, and he had to catch a bus to go to vancouver, and he'd forgotten something at home. He needed me to drive him out to his house, then into town to the bank. It would have taken him hours to walk. So I did…and on completion there was a lightness in my heart and grin on my face, and I contemplated happily that I was grateful for the opportunity to help someone out…and how good it made me feel. I sent a warm prayer out thanking God for it and asking for more such opportunities. I want to make the world a brighter place. I want to BE a bright spot in the universe. I want everyone to feel better for being around me. I asked God for this. If one resolved to find every day opportunities to be kind and help one another out, how much happier a world would this be?
i really enjoyed this post. it's true! and it's goodness like this, everyday acts of reaching out to each other that keeps us human and i think the world needs very much to hang on to our humanity.
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