I’ve been sick the past few days and have had to rely on the outside world for inspiration.
Larry’s been taking great care of me (as always). Despite all the things on his plate, food was not one of them, so off he went to the grocery store with a rather lengthy list.
I had to smile at how many times he called to check on details along the way (what type of bread do we buy, what brand of tissues, what size cereal?) but the bigger smile came when he arrived home and shared his experience.
There’s a lot of hot rage out there. But there’s also a gentle warmth. A reaching out – of kindness, empathy and love – that will survive, and thrive, as long as we nurture it.
Larry brought home signs of it last night.
While at the store, Larry helped a little old lady acquire a product too high to reach on the shelf. He assisted another person whose hands were too shaky to read a label. And he offered his space in line to someone who only had a handful of items to go first.
Little things? Sure. But they’re things everyone can do everyday to make the world a kinder, more loving place. And admittedly, they’re not so little to those who need them.
It’s not unique either. Larry does things like this everyday. Without thinking about them. (He does some pretty big things too, but that’s a “whole nuther” post.)
Then he made me soup. I’m not sure what filled me up (or healed me!) more, the soup or the stories.
This morning, I saw this beautiful picture shared online:
And again, I smiled.
Because smiles and hearts and understanding and love are meant to be shared. Because we all have the power to do both little and big things to reach out to one another.
For the full – and continuing – story of these two families, click here. It’ll make you smile too.