We natter on endlessly about how life is all about the little moments, the small things, those fleeting moments of kindness, but beyond the triteness how many of us pause to put those ideas into action?
I’ve had a helluva a bad month — one I’m not ready to talk about yet — and transient moments of compassion have helped me keep it together when I feel like everything is falling apart.
On a particularly bad day, a nameless someone did a drop and dash at my door:
It was exactly what I needed to hear at that moment, because you start doubting your worth when you feel like the Universe is conspiring against you. That this person had no personal insight into what was going on in my life made it that much more touching. I won’t lie — this reduced me to a blubbering mess of tears — but the timing could not have been more perfect.
Kindness should never be random.
Like ripples on a pond, the kindness you extend someone has the potential to go on and on and on, touching others, making an impact, brightening a day, changing one’s outlook. Kindness is cheap and kindness is easy — so easy — and all it takes is a moment to open a door, to give that compliment, to thank someone, to pay it forward when someone pays consideration to you.
I will be paying this forward.
In my experience, kindness begets kindness. It’s a snowball effect. No act of kindness is too small to be worthwhile.