It is hard to admit failure, but fail I did in my “no complainto” endeavor. However, given the difficult circumstances (how can one not complain about bigotry, wastefulness and when you are prone to migraines – the blaring lights and endless unnecessary noise?). Therefore, I grade myself a D.
Now I choose to move on. I will still work on trying hard not to complain as much. And I know that given my life the way it is, that effort will be a constant battle. If I can just inch forward a smidge a day, I will be better off than where I am right now.
Today I was inspired by a local doctor who is currently blogging about giving away $100 a day to a random stranger. This amazing act of kindness is in the memory and honor of her deceased mother. When I read her posts, I became enveloped in these real life folks who were touched by her unexpected gift. She has attached pictures of some of the recipients, and the smiles I saw were what most of us express when we are given a joyous glimpse of the good of humanity, not the evil.
Her actions inspire me to go out and do what I can to spread a little joy around the world. Sometimes the simplest gesture can change someone’s mood. Jim and I were in Fred Meyer yesterday when we stood aside and waved a woman to go through the aisle before we did. She thanked us exhuberantly, and then explained that a guy in the parking lot had rolled down his window and cussed at her for not moving fast enough. It was a good feeling to know that by giving her the right-of- way, we had at least made up for the rude man’s behavior.
I don’t get out of the house everyday. When I do, I will try to make a difference to others who are sharing this time on the planet. Even if it is just a smile and a little eye contact, a small connection might be all any of us need on any given day.