Yesterday, Monday, was the first day of Tink Week. That's what my good blog bud Fiwa named our efforts to do something nice for someone every day this week. A random act of kindness to anyone we see who needs a hand, a shoulder, a few pennies, a smile or anything that will make their day better. It can be anyone, someone you know or someone you don't know.
Another blog bud, Tink was having a bad day this past weekend and she posted about how the world is getting cold and uncaring and that we need more goodness in the world toward our fellow man. I decided that I would try to do a random act of kindness every day this week (and hopefully create a habit that will stay with me for a long time to come. I had been sort of self-centered the past few months with all I've been thru and it's time to start thinking of others. I won't run thru this explanation every day but watch for daily posts on what I did to try to make the world a better place...one act of kindness at a time!!
Monday was the first time I had really given any thought to doing a random act of kindness and altho I didn't get a lot of opportunities I did find one that I could do. As I was punching out of my first shift of work Monday morning, a co-worker said hello and then walked out with me to the parking lot. He told me he wouldn't be at work in the afternoon because was going in for surgery on his shoulder. He said it was just out-patient surgery to repair a problem he was having. He's an older gentleman and one of the nicest guys around. He said he was sort of nervous because the last time he had surgery on the other shoulder, it was so painful and he had to be on painkillers for 3 weeks. He's got a minor heart problem, altho he manages to pass his annual bus drivers physical every year, he said he can't help but worry about that when he goes under anesthesia. I was anxious to get home, having a lot of things on my list to do before I had to go back into work in the afternoon and besides that I had to pee! But I could tell he wanted to talk about it, so I stayed for almost 20 minutes talking to him. He's always been such a generous man and always cooks great food to bring in for just a chosen few of us (I'm one of the lucky ones...YUM!!) I tried to reassure him as best I could and I think he felt better after we talked. It wasn't much, but it was something he must have needed and I was felt very good having stayed. And altho he isn't a stranger... being a friend is, in itself, it's own act of kindness. I paid it forward to one of the most deserving people I know....that may not quite be the idea, but yesterday, it worked for me and for a good man.
I hope you'll join in this week and help make the world a little bit happier and a little bit saner. God knows the world needs all the help it can get!!
Thanks Tink!! You light up so many lives and hopefully this will spread!!
That is an act of kindness, Ginni. I'm sure it helped him a lot.
ReplyDeleteI love that you took the time to listen. I know what it is like to fear surgery.
ReplyDeleteHooray for you, having a Tink week!
Does making cinnamon roll muffins for breakfast count as an act of kindness? My mom was here to enjoy them, but I would have done it even if it was just my boys.
I usually leave them to fend for themselves (a bowl of cold cereal or instant oatmeal) although sometimes I make them scrambled eggs. Today I made the eggs AND the muffins.
That totally counts! Do you know how few people would even be perceptive enough to realize he needed to talk, let alone be kind enough to stay and do it?
ReplyDeletePoor guy - he just needed a shoulder. Talking through something that scares you always makes it seem more managable.
Have a wonderful day Ginni.
Love ya -
fiwa
Oh yes it counts. He needed to talk and you were there to listen. Good for you.
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