A celebration of random acts of kindness!!

<p>Today, I was on the bus, and this lady got on with her little boy…the bus was crowded, but at least 3 people made the move to give her their seat.</p>

<p>It was a small moment, but it just reminds me of how generally, people are good, and kind, and caring</p>

<p>Today the doorbell rang while we were eating breakfast. It was a stranger at the door. He had my son’s eyeglass case with his glasses inside in his hand, as his son had found them while walking down our street to get to the soccer field. They were lying in the street next to DS’s car, and he thought they might belong to us. Very nice. My sheepish 19 year-old, home for spring break, never new they were missing.</p>

<p>The high school-age son of a friend of mine had his wallet returned–with all $80 still in the wallet!</p>

<p>Random acts of kindness is an interesting idea, but I prefer to be very deliberate about being kind.</p>

<p>ABC News Person of the Week this past Friday was about a woman working in a Starbuck. She generously agrees to donate one of her kidney after finding out a regular patron of the shop is in long waiting list for a kidney transplant.</p>

<p>While some random acts of kindness are “grandstanding” or because others are watching, they can also be deliberate. In my life, most of the people I’ve met who appear to perform random acts of kindness (typically…a kindness to someone they don’t know) are also extemely kind to their family and friends.</p>

<p>Random doesn’t mean without thought…sometimes it just happens out of the blue, and othertimes it after some rumination</p>

<p>Either way, its something we should acknowledge, and pass along…for every random act of kindness we see, we should do two…and so on</p>

<p>For instance, when my D left her purse at a train station in Salem, so kind soul picked it up and walked 7 blocks to the police station, and left no name for my D to thank…</p>

<p>Or the time this man saw me trying to parallel park and he crossed the street and helped me squeeze in</p>

<p>These aren’t “delibrite” they are spontanious, but they were aware of their world and the others in it and didn’t think about who I was or my D, just that we needed a bit of help in the moment</p>

<p>Delebrite about being kind, I want it to be a natural way of being as often as I can…without much thought</p>

<p>Yesterday my pruning class returned to a home in the suburbs that is several acres and had lots to do. The first time we went the family prepared a very nice break for us, fresh baked cookies and brownies, fruit, coffee & tea, as well as allowed us to use their facilities ( we did try and clean up first).</p>

<p>I thought this was very generous and it make a very much appreciated break in the middle of our day.</p>

<p>Yesterday when we returned for our last class, we again were treated to a warm house and hot drinks and snacks. While I was waiting for the coffee pot, I noticed a book on the desk in the kitchen and I picked it up as it was about local breast cancer resources. ( I mentioned recently that I have been going in for more tests). It didn’t look like a book that you would find at a bookstore so I asked one of the hosts where they found it. They very generously insisted that I take it with me, which I did not expect :o ( they said they can get more easily they work for the Susan Komen foundation)
But it was much appreciated, a very nice family. :D</p>

<p>My son lost his wallet on the way from the gym to his dorm about 10:30 p.m. recently. He retraced his steps but didn’t find it. By the time he got back to his room the finder had emailed him and offered to ring it to his dorm. (The finder looked up his email address on the college people locater). Very nice!</p>

<p>Don’t know if they are random, but I am very appreciative of many of the responses on C.C. It’s almost a non-random acts of kindness group.</p>

<p>When I was trying get my thoughts together to tell the kids about my cancer diagnosis, I got the best advice from y’all. As well as a ton of support! Thanks again.</p>

<p>This thread reminds me of something the writer Henry James once said to his nephew:</p>

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