Monday, December 3, 2012


An act of kindness can make someone else's day. It can transform a person’s life.

A small, thoughtful gesture can inspire others to practice kindness and pass it on.

I believe in Karma. 

While preparing to write a post about a couple of random acts of kindness that I experienced over the weekend, I recalled something that I had done on Saturday night and subsequently forgot all about.
The Shallaway concert venue this year was at St. Mary’s Church. Parking was horrible, getting down the slippery road to the church was difficult, if not treacherous – particularly for seniors. One elderly lady was very nervous of slipping. I asked her if she would like to hold my arm, which she did! We both got down the hill, I caught her a couple of times as she slipped on the thin black ice.

When we entered the church, 45 minutes before the performance, there was hardly a seat to be found. I am not sure if the organizers oversold or overestimated seating. Either way, Kris and I were frustrated. Our chances of finding seats together, let a lone seeing Conor perform seemed pretty hopeless. Out of the blue, a lady who I have never met asks me if we had seats. I replied that we did not. She smiled and said that there was room by her Aunt in the third row from the front. She had placed her jacket there earlier. What looked like a disaster was transformed to one of the best seats in the house. The ladies name was Joy.

The other act of kindness was very small, but well received. Liam, Conor and I had 40 minutes to grab a quick meal before the “Scrooge” concert last night. The boys chose Burger King. We ordered our meals and I had forgotten to order a third drink. The line-up behind us was long, so I figured what the heck, I’ll share with Conor. A lady behind me must have heard me chatting to Conor. She handed me a cup saying her husband does not drink pop and the cup would have been wasted. Not a huge deal but a very random kind act on the part of a stranger.

Perhaps neither of these examples of kindness rate up there with paying for the less fortunate’s Christmas presents or delivering Turkeys, but they speak to the kindness of many in our society. The love the gladdens the hear of the giver, which transforms us.

As Tiny Tim says “God bless us, everyone”

1 comment:

Nancy Crozier said...

Your post called to mind an experience I had a few years ago. While at the Eaton Centre shopping mall in Toronto, I noticed an elderly man in a motorized scooter who looked confused and upset. I asked if I could help and he told me he needed to get to Lenscrafters and didn't know where it was.

Now, the store is located on an odd 4th floor mezzanine accessible by escalator - obviously out of the question - or the parking elevators across the way, after which one navigates out a particular door and out along a walkway that crosses the middle of the Eaton Centre.

Rather than describe all this to a man who evidently had poor hearing (and eyesight), I offered to escort him. It took a good 10 minutes to make our way through the mall, up the elevator and across the walkway. We finally arrived at Lenscrafters.

As I turned to go, full of that "love that gladdens the heart of the giver", I received an enthusiastic pinch on my ass from the old coot. What would Tiny Tim have had to say about THAT, do you suppose? :)