In my life, I have been fortunate enough to have benefited from the kindness of strangers. Like the time when I got into an accident back in grad school – a stranger dialed the phone for me when I was shaking too much to push the numbers myself.
Or last year when we were leaving The Fest and I left my purse and keys out in the field – a stranger found it and waited for me to come back to get it.
Then there was that time when my divorce had just happened and I was struggling holding it together in church one Sunday. A stranger came up, gave me a hug and a tissue.
I’ve tried to return the favor over the years as well. The little girl on the beach who asked me where her “sissy” was – I helped her find her Mom and sister.
The person who I could tell was having a really bad day – I bought them a coffee at Starbucks.
The family that was looking at the LOOONG line for the Toy Story ride at Disney – Zoe and I gave them the Fast Passes we weren’t going to use.
I love when people look out for one another, or do something little and unexpected for a stranger. It helps me believe in the goodness of humanity, especially when the news is filled with stories of troubling times.
Still there are moments, like when I had to step away at Panera this morning and left all of my Thank You cards and gift list at the table (Completely unattended! Next to the fun brown bag I brought them in! And stamps!) where the strangers disappointed me. Seriously, no one thought of taking the darn cards so I would have an excuse for not having them done by now?
People, where are you when a sister needs you…