I’ve been out and about wearing my Santa hat for yet another holiday season, musing even more than usual about the magic of kindness, of generosity, of big-heartedness. As I compose some thoughts about recent Santa adventures, I am reblogging this post from last year. Which says a lot about what I am thinking of right now, most importantly–let’s choose to be kind. Now and always.
I read a moving letter in an advice column from a lonely widower who had been the surprised beneficiary of a generous act of kindness from two strangers. His tale lodged a lump of emotion in my throat and filled my eyes with tears.
His wife of 40 years had died suddenly, unexpectedly. When he was finally able to venture out for dinner at a favorite restaurant to ease some of his grief and loneliness, the couple at the table next to his had struck up a conversation with him, providing welcome companionship. He was moved to tears when he learned that they had paid for his meal on their way out of the establishment.
How lovely! It warmed my heart.
And, not surprisingly, it made me want to go out and be kind! That’s some of the magic of kindness. When we human types witness others’ displays of compassion…
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