After a workout at the gym my little one and I stopped by Subway for some lunch. I was actively trying to think of my next act of kindness but nothing was really coming to me. I scanned the room looking at the customers, hoping for inspiration, but nothing hit.
We finished eating then walked outside and I happened to make eye contact with a man sitting on the sidewalk. He softly asked me if I had any change so he could get some food. Well I rarely if ever have actual cash on me. I told him that but said that if he wanted to follow me back into Subway I’d buy him some lunch. I told him to order two footlong’s so he’d have something for then and something for later.
He was a very quiet man, and seemed almost defeated. I’ve felt defeated before too, but for different reasons. As he quietly thanked me I replied with a heartfelt “You’re welcome” as I patted his arm.
No snark today, just a good deed, that my 4 year old asked me all about on our walk back to the car. He asked me why I bought that man lunch. “Because I could, honey, because I could.”
“Being good is commendable, but only when it is combined with doing good is it useful. “
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“Your greatness is measured by your kindness; your education and intellect by your modesty; your ignorance is betrayed by your suspicions and prejudices, and your real caliber is measured by the consideration and tolerance you have for others.”
I’ve managed to fit in a few random acts of kindness, nothing super huge or grand, just small scale RAK’s.
And that completes my random acts of kindness for the past few days. What kind things have you done lately? Please share.
“You can feel better about yourself in a very short period of time depending on the kind of magic that you are doing.” ~ David Copperfield
Yesterday I remembered that a few weeks ago I’d taken my four year old to one of those pottery places where you can paint an already made ceramic project. So we took a drive to go pick it up. All morning I’d been wondering what sort of random act of kindness I could perform next. Perform – haha – I guess I shouldn’t use a word like that – perform, it’s just so ‘showy’ – I want random acts of kindness to be a part of who I am, not some flamboyant gesture to brag about. That’s part of the reason I’m blogging anonymously. Did I forget to mention that in my first post? Well, yeah, my name isn’t really Heather, but for the sake of this blog, it is now. I don’t know why, but it seems to me that if you go around bragging about all the secret kind things you do, then somehow that takes away from it a bit. As if you’re doing it for the recognition, rather than for the pay it forward effect you’re really hoping for.
But oops, I just digressed!
As my young son and I walked into the shop I looked around. The place was packed! I noticed a mom and her pip-squeak painting some bowls. And it hit me – I could secretly pay for their projects! Tada! That figured out, I leaned in closely to the lady working there and whispered:
“I’m trying to do this whole random acts of kindness thing (so, eloquently worded, right?). ” As I mysteriously and covertly pointed to the mother/child combo working at the table behind us, I continued: “I’d like to secretly pay for their pottery.”
*insert sneaky grin here*
Pottery Lady: “Ohhh, should I go tell them?”
Me: “Um, no, (silent thought to self: wouldn’t that sort of go against the whole idea of ‘secrecy’?? err!). When they come up to pay, then you can tell them that someone wanted to make their day a little brighter and paid for it then. Just please don’t give her my name.”
Pottery Lady: “Ok. But how will I know how much to charge you? Do you have cash?”
Me: (another silent thought to self: She clearly didn’t finish high school.) “Well, you can see what they’re working on, I’m sure you know the prices of the pieces they are painting, just ring it up now, and I’ll pay with my credit card (Who carried cash anymore?!).”
Pottery Lady: “Oh! Yeah, that’ll work.”
Me: (another silent thought: Ya think?!).
Pottery Lady: click, click, click, tap, tap, tap… “Ok, that’ll be $58.25.
Me: And my jaw dropped a little as my eyes got big: “Wow, that’s a pretty expensive random act of kindness. How about if I just pay for the kid’s project instead.”
Pottery Lady: “But how would I do that?”
Me: (silent thought: Holy Hell, this is a smart one I’m dealing with!) “Just ring up the kid’s project and I’ll pay for that. It’s really not that hard.”
Pottery Lady: “Oh! Okay!”
All right, well, crap, that’s done! As my little one and I walked to the car, he was feeling very happy about what we’d done and he excitedly told me that HE want’s to do something nice for someone too!
Hey, Hey, I gotta say, my slight annoyance with the dim pottery lady aside, it felt really good to think about how I’d just brightened someone’s day, all without expecting anything in return. This random acts of kindness thing – I’m really digging it, and to see that my young son is learning how to be kind to others – well, that’s a double, no, wait, a triple bonus!
“Being nice to someone you dislike doesn’t mean you’re a fake. It means you are mature enough to tolerate your dislike towards them.”