But this time, one woman patiently waited at the end of the aisle, smiling. As we approached, she looked me in the eyes and said, "You're doing a good job." Nothing more, nothing less. Just, "You're doing a good job." She could have said nothing at all. She could have sighed, pretended to be busy with something, or even just smiled and left it at that. Instead, this woman, a total stranger, reached out and said the exact words I needed to hear. Not everyone here thinks my kids are out of control! Or that I'm a crazy, flustered mama! What a wonderful thing for one woman to reach out to another in this way. To offer support.
Today at the store, Rosie was once again in her carrier as I busied myself loading our groceries into the back of the car. Another stranger rushed over and offered to hold the shopping cart in place while I unloaded it. Amazing! My heart feels so full after these types of encounters. So grateful for the human capacity for kindness, that I can easily forget that often times all of us are just as equally grumpy, rushed, self-centered.
|These two practiced their kindness skills by coloring together on Thanksgiving. :)|
I'm definitely far from a saint, but I do TRY to remind myself that a smile, holding a door, friendly chit-chat - whatever kindness looks like at any given moment - can truly brighten a person's day. These acts of kindness are something I'm trying to focus on with the kids this holiday season. Because selfishly, boosting up others is a way of boosting ourselves up too. Kindness feels good. Not always easy, but the rewards are there for the taking.