This week was a good week. I set a few practical goals for myself and I managed to reach them daily. This is a great exercise…and life feels different when you’re kind. Life is different when you focus on finding the kindness and on giving it. Something shifts. I have to say, I realised something this week. It feels like I’m winning back a lost side of me. That side of me that greets everyone with a smile, that side of me that cares. Sometimes it’s as simple as putting yourself in the other’s shoes.
So, as Jesus put it: “if you love [only] those who love you, what reward do you expect?” Matthew 5.46.
- I started greeting the security guards in the stores. It’s a pleasant surprise for them to be acknowledged as humans who are not invisible and they say hello back.
- I started to meet the eyes of the cashiers at the groceries store when I say thank you, just to make that human connection.
- I started a conversation with a small book store owner, being the only costumer, and praised her merchandise, the quality and the very good prices and I encouraged her, because apparently the business isn’t going that well and the rent is very high. I’ve been wanting to talk to her for a while now…the store is almost always empty when I go in.
I also want to journal the kindness that has been shown to me this week. If it weren’t for this challenge, I could easily forget these kind acts.
- At the beginning of this week, I was recommended as a piano teacher by a mother…behind my back 🙂 and now I have two new students.
- While waiting in a long line in a bank, a bank clerk, the one with the private office, invites me out of the line into her office to help me with my issue, which was closing an account…that almost never happens. What could’ve been 30 minutes in a line, turned out to be just 3 minutes on a chair. How awesome is that…in Bucharest?
- I was offered a lift with the car by a mother who knew I had to get to my next piano class in a hurry.
- Another mother has made a very, very generous invitation for me to spend a weekend at the sea side, where she has an apartment, just because she knows I’ve never been to the sea side and she thinks it’s ridiculous. I’d usually politely turn her down and wait until I’m retired to visit the sea, but it’s like the third time she’s invited me and I really want to see the sea. Even if the beach is not clean and there’s garbage everywhere…I don’t care. 😀
Before I end this reflection I just want to send you to an article I found this week about how kind words can change everything for someone: To the Lady at the Pool Who Spoke Up During One of My Lowest Parenting Moments