EXACTLY, EBF...
I can't tell you how many times that my day was brightened by a warm smile and a nod, or a simple comment. I could have been having the worst of days, and some stranger would just do some itsy, bitsy tiny thing that just made me smile. Almost Immediately my day didn't seem so bad anymore, 'cause I had the warm fuzzies for a moment.
Dwelling on negativity is so very easy to do.
Ever noticed how you can go on and on and on about things for hours, days, weeks, months, even years and then someone can stop all that in a heartbeat with a smile or a kind and simple one sentence comment?
Quick story from my lessons learned.
Next door to me lives two sisters who never married. Just recently they celebrated the eldest's 90th b'day, of which we were invited. I can't even begin to count the people who showed up for it. Cars were lined up throughout the blocks. It almost resembled a county fair or something. They hosted their own party to celebrate not her 90th b'day, but all those that have touched her life and how fortunate she was to have had all these people in it.
I can't count the times that she has just brought over some homemade something or other as a small thank you for changing a light bulb, picking up limbs out of their yard after a storm, (even though they came out of our tree), putting their papers on the chair on their porch so they didn't have to travel down the sidewalks to get it, snow blowing the walks and driveway, raking their yards, cleaning their gutters. It wasn't just us either. The community as a whole just goes by, sees it and it's always a race to see who gets to do it first. *warm smiles* Early morning phone calls that just say. "Can you meet me by the fence?" (Which in our case is the Lilac bushes) just to be welcomed to some fresh baked pastries.
After a more than usual bad winter this year, they made gift boxes for all that had helped them through it. And the eldest insisted on walking each gift to every home that had helped them out over that period of time. She wanted to thank everyone personally. For some she walked nearly two blocks. It's quite something to see a 90 year old, 4 ft 3" woman with an arm load of bags on a mission to deliver. Dressed to the nines.
I wanna be like her when I grow up.
(Okay, I lied about a quick story...but believe me I shortened it.)
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