Kindness Matters

In the days after losing Samuel I felt raw and vulnerable,

which made leaving the house a production in itself.

Besides the fact that it required I get dressed and comb my hair,
it also meant I would need to put on my imaginary suit of armor so I could leave
the safety of my home, and enter into the world that had no idea
my child had been born, lived for 6 whole weeks, and died.

When I was out I would keep to myself, take care of my business, and hurry home.

The thing is though, no matter how much I tried to keep my head down and keep to myself,

I was always met with some type of kind gesture.

A cashier saying something offbeat and kind.  Another shopper offering to help me with something.

A smile from a stranger.  Were these things there all along?  Had I just missed them?

Those simple acts of kindness changed me.

They made life a bit easier for me.
They made me feel less alone.

They helped me to realize that the world could still be a beautiful place,
even though Samuel couldn't be a part of it.
They gave me hope.


In all the days that have come and gone since losing Samuel,
I still hold onto that kindness.
I try to share it, even on the days I'd rather keep my head down.

Then I came across this post and it caught my attention immediately.
I began reading each and every word, really listening to what they were saying.

Trying really isn't enough.  Kindness is something that has to be part of who I am,
especially because I know first hand how important it can be.
So I've decided to take on the 90 Days of Kindness Challenge.



My hope is that after spending 3 months focusing on keeping kindness
first in my heart I will be able to change my thinking from trying to doing.
I want to be part of making the world a better place for someone else,
and maybe along the way making it even more beautiful for me.


What about you?
Do you want to help fill the world with simple acts of kindness?