Taking a note from Rebecca, I will blog kind this week in recognition of Kindness Week Ottawa – I’m taking her first suggestion here – Posting a story about how kindness has affected me.
I was planning on writing this post yesterday, but yesterday I felt like an asshole and kindness was rather far from my mind.
That is, it was, until a woman that I met on Twitter – who I actually remember being a few years ahead of me in high school – saw my tweets about my having a bad day and stopped by my office building to drop off a sweet treat and tell me to feel better. She did this just to make me feel better on what was her first day back at work after maternity leave, which is hard no matter who you are.
I don’t know what I did to deserve her kindness, but that visit changed my frame of mind for the rest of the day.
It’s happened before, that people have been kind to me for no reason other than being kind and I’m sad to say it surprises me every time. I hope that I’m kind, but I know that I am often grouchy or bear ill will towards others. I’m not very good at acting happy when I’m not, or pleasant towards people that anger me.
This week I have had a hard time being kind because I’ve have been self-focused. I can only be thankful for kindness week because people were kind to me. I can only hope that I pay it forward and make someone else as thankful.