My life has been filled with kindness role models and while thinking about them two came to mind right away. Two very different women who have kind caring hearts. One who tries very hard to make people believe she is rough and tough but she is kind hearted and gentle. The other who shows her softer side to all but is stronger than most people I know.
The first is young, I could be her mother, and in many ways has an old soul. I worked with her for many years and we experienced many life events together. There were her marriage and births of her children. We each had surgery. There were illnesses and deaths in our families. The great company we worked for went out of business. We didn’t always agree but we did always get past the disagreements and didn’t let them come between us.
There were many kindnesses she gave to me but the one that stands out strongest was during the time of my brother’s illness. It was a very difficult time and I wasn’t always doing my share at work and emotionally I was a mess. One day I just fell apart at work and had to leave. The next day I stayed home and she came to see me. While I cried she sat next to me and said just what I needed to hear. Her words encouraged me and filled my heart with hope. I will never forget this kindness.
The second role model is a woman with a servant’s heart. After the first time we met, she texted me saying she enjoyed our chat and would I like to have lunch. That text made me so happy! Because I, too, enjoyed our chat and also because I was finding it difficult connecting with anyone at the time.
She has given me the gift of her time over and over. I know that I can call her anytime day or night and she will help any way she can. She has taken me to the doctor and sat with me when I had surgery. She takes me to the grocery store and on errands. If I am not feeling well she does the shopping and brings the groceries to me. She is a wonderful cook and shares her good food with me. She listens to me grumble and complain then makes me see the absurdity of it all and makes me laugh. She is more than a friend she is like a sister.
I have learned what kindness is from these women
and hope that I grow up to be just like them.
Those who are acquaintances, people you know but aren’t especially close to. The people you know for a time or season of life then they are gone. Some friends are those you work with and rarely see outside of work. There are the friends who call you when they need something and only you can help them. Some people just show up now and then and it’s great to see them.
There are also the best of friends who sometimes are really more family than friends and sometimes more family than your actual family. These are the ones you laugh with but you can also cry with them. These are the ones you can agree to disagree with and it doesn’t matter what the difference is you still love each other. These friends you can call anytime for any reason and they are there for you.
These are the friends who are priceless gifts from God.
A friend and I went to lunch today.
She wanted to go to a deli downtown that is relatively new.
Fine with me.
Of course, we went at noon because we were having lunch.
Downtown is the State Capitol and home to the University.
There are lots of offices, shops, restaurants, apartments,
and a large hospital in the city center.
Everybody has lunch at noon.
Took awhile to find a parking place.
When we did find a place it was about four blocks from the deli.
Not a problem.
Except neither of us thought about putting any money
in the meter, until we were almost at the deli.
So, back we went to pay the meter.
When we got to the deli it was crowded but
the line to order moved quickly.
Too quickly for us.
They had a gazillion things on the menu board
and never having been there before we had to read the whole thing.
Okay, finally we ordered and paid.
Found a booth and our food was brought to us.
We haven’t seen each other in awhile and had lots to talk about.
The music was LOUD.
There were a lot of people talking LOUDLY.
Neither of us hears all that well.
We talked and talked but didn’t
really hear much of what the other said.
The food was a bit pricey.
My friend liked her sandwich.
I didn’t care much for my salad.
I did like her potato chips.
There are many in my life who are kind but there are three women who truly inspire me
to be kinder because they are examples of kindness in action.
I have seen and heard of their loving kindness in action countless times.
Often I am the recipient of their love and kindness.
These women have servant’s hearts.
They see a need and they do what they can to meet it.
When asked for help they are ready and willing to give in any way they can.
Most often they help without being asked.
They just show up when and where there is a need.
They serve people they know well and people who are strangers.
Each one of these women came into my life at a different time.
They came with gifts to share; gifts I needed at that time.
They inspire me to become more of a servant, more loving, and kinder.
To have one such friend is a blessing to have three is a miracle of blessings!
Well, it’s Tuesday Chatter time
and I am going to tell you about I walk I took last week.
It was wonderful then awful then wonderful.
The first wonderful part was the weather was great,
I was up early and eager to get things done.
I thought I would start with a walk to the hair salon
to get my hair cut then to the grocery to get strawberries.
Hair cut, strawberries bought, walking home.
Then the awful.
I tripped on a curb in the parking lot.
Fell down hard!
Bleeding from my nose and head, bruised, dizzy.
Several people helped me up and into a shop.
Someone in the shop called 911.
Ambulance came I went to ER.
Had a CAT scan and x-ray.
Head ok but with a mild concussion, needed stitches.
Hand ok but badly bruised hurt worse than my head.
Four and a half hours later I called a friend to take me home.
The second wonderful is part of the awful.
I was in a public place so there was help right away.
The people who helped me were kind and caring.
A man held a towel to my head to keep the bleeding under control.
I was given towels for my nose.
A woman brought a warm wet towel and washed my hands.
Another woman held my hand until the EMT’s got there.
The ER was busy with more serious injuries than mine
but I was cared for without too much waiting.
My friend was there when I needed him.
Now the concussion is gone, I have stitches and a black eye.
My face is swollen and sort of purple, green and yellow, as is my hand.
Not wonderful but not awful.
Might be wonderful if I looked as good with my black eye as the cat does with his.
Still, blessings more than I can count.
I always have things to celebrate and
here are three things I celebrate this week
We once again have safe clean water. No need to boil it before drinking or cooking. It is amazing how we take safe clean water for granted. We just use it every day without any thought of what is involved in getting it to our homes.
After a week away from work, I went back on Monday and by today I was all caught up and my desk is clear and ready for next week.
Had lunch with a friend I don’t see very often. Always wonderful to catch up and hear what’s new and the veggie pizza was too good.