Long ago, during a car trip out to Ohio, I brought with me an actual paper filled notebook. Often I get ideas and I jot them down before they are lost in time.
One idea that kept coming back to me was, “It’s All About…”
Certainly life is full of things that make the world go round, but sometimes I think we get lost and forget what “It’s All About.”
As we drove down highway 86 toward Cleveland, we were talking, listening to the radio and of course stopping periodically to use the restrooms.
One thing that made me both smile and frown was the way people, strangers, treated each other. Sometimes good, sometimes bad.
My grandmother always told me to smile and be kind. She said that you never knew when someone needed a lift and that your smile might be the only one they see all day.
Kindness comes in many shapes and forms. Being polite, stopping to help someone, or when a dining-room is full of all sorts of people attending reunions, sharing a table.
I’ve been on my own crusade since 9/11. Every time I am in a restaurant, an airport, or perhaps shopping, when I see a member of the military, I stop for one moment and thank them for their service.
Recently, I saw two old men, with their military company’s emblem on their hats. They were World War II soldiers. They were talking, both had canes and you could see that the years had been tough for them.
I went over and smiled broadly, and thanked them both. One of the men got quite misty, and they both thanked me.
My smiles and helpful ways are not limited to the military. I am always on the lookout for older people in the grocery store who cannot reach the top shelves. As I am 5 feet 8 inches tall, with long (monkey) arms, I can reach everything pretty easily.
Of course in these Covid-19 times it’s hard to smile at someone and have them actually see it. I may have to draw a smile on each paper mask I wear!
I swear, Kindness is contagious! And so are smiles. Just like my Grandma Honey always told me.
It’s All About…Kindness
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Isn’t it so hard to not be able to see a smile. Maybe there is a crinkling of the eyes or a certain tone in their voice that tells you they are smiling, but still…….
I am smiling behind my mask
I smile and when I see someone with mask…I say…Thank you for wearing your mask.