Random
acts of kindness - they’re so great and wonderful. I love doing them. There’s a
soul satisfying element to them. It’s like giving the gift of joy to others and
ultimately, the gift of joy to oneself. For me, the best part of a random act
of kindness is its unexpected nature. Recipients aren’t expecting the
kindnesses bestowed upon them and this makes it all the more sweeter.
When
I was 13 years old, I called the Jerry Lewis Muscular Dystrophy Telethon to
donate some of my own money to their cause. I remember feeling so good and
proud about donating. I felt like I was doing something really worthy. It was a
way of helping people and making the world a little better. It continued to
paying tolls for people behind me at toll bridges and handing out dollars to
the homeless guy at the gas station. It was so satisfying to watch that man
take my dollars and walk into McDonald’s to buy himself a hamburger and coffee.
This inspired my skeptical dad to want to give, too. When my kids were younger,
I’d make baskets filled with goodies and they’d help me leave them on
doorsteps, ring the doorbell, and run away. We’d watch from behind a bush as
the recipients of our baskets opened their doors to find the surprise waiting
for them. Sometimes, when a salesperson has been especially helpful, I’ll ask
for their supervisor. Their look of worry and dread turns into bashful smiles
when I tell their supervisor what a great employee they have. So many people are
quick to complain yet so few of us are willing to stop to praise and
acknowledge those who deserve it. Try it sometime. You’ll feel great and so
will they.
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