LOL. But don’t rule out the possibility that DiO is a teller of tall tales and legends.
Paying It Forward
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DANG! I missed this one! Happy grandmothering, Ms. Mod! Babies are so snugglicious at ChristmasIt's the holiday season and I'm still basking in the new grandmother afterglow so you might get a pass this time.
Peace and patience to the new mom, too--those first couple of months can be harrowing. Tell her to be kind to herself, and she's a fine mom, and it all turns out okay in the end (because I remember worrying about everything with my first--lol).
I have purchased for a needy child and an a needy elder person this year. I took the Angels off a tree and purchased the wanted items. It was the first time that I have ever had the funds to do something for someone else, I did not know.
When my husband HAS to drive his car to the mall, he parks far in the hopes nobody will park near and hit the car with their doors or shopping carts. (Usually we use the van which is older and beat up. But the car has snow tires.) So, we are parked in the farthest corner. Get in the car....and there's this old lady. We lost sight of her, so we are trying to see where she is before driving. She had walked around the back of our car, and started banging the driver door with her cane.
DH rolls down his window and tells her to stop hitting his car. And she says "I can't find my home. I don't know what street it's on." He gets out and calms her down (eyeing his door and looking for dents). She knows the number but not the street name.
I take out my phone and am about to call the police to come help her...but DH gets her to show him her checkbook and sees her address. We cannot just point where she lives...but it's within a block of our address, so we know where it is. We were not actually going home....but he looks at me....then says to her...get in we'll drive you home.
She says "I'm 87. I forget things."
We put her groceries in our trunk and her and her cane in the back seat. (And secretly hope she's not some crazy, lol.)
She was not very clean. I'm not trying to be rude, but I think she was a bit overdue for her monthly bath. This is important because my husband is a germaphobe. And when I say that, understand, it's a medical diagnosis, not just a joke. He really is a germaphobe and sometimes has to fight an inner battle to go out in public. But, he offered her a drive.
We get to the address, but it is not just one building. It is about 5 buildings with one address, and at first she doesn't know which one is hers. It's cold, icy, and getting dark. We cannot just abandon her. I know the building manager, and was about to call him, when she suddenly gets all excited. She sees her door. The stairs are icy, so I get her groceries, and take her arm to help her up the stairs. I decide best be safe, and make sure she has a key and it lets her into the building.
I came back to our car laughing. I told DH that she said "I can't believe how often I find nice people who help me get home." And he says, "I've been had, haven't I." Still not sure..maybe. (We decided it doesn't matter if we were had or not. She definitely was near 90, it was cold and icy and if we saved her cab fare that's OK.)
So, we head to where we were going, and I can see DH is really uncomfortable. Like there are bugs crawling on him. He looks in the back seat (remember, this is the car he babies) and in a sad voice he says "I hope she didn't pee back there. She really seemed upset, then so.....relieved."
DH rolls down his window and tells her to stop hitting his car. And she says "I can't find my home. I don't know what street it's on." He gets out and calms her down (eyeing his door and looking for dents). She knows the number but not the street name.
I take out my phone and am about to call the police to come help her...but DH gets her to show him her checkbook and sees her address. We cannot just point where she lives...but it's within a block of our address, so we know where it is. We were not actually going home....but he looks at me....then says to her...get in we'll drive you home.
She says "I'm 87. I forget things."
We put her groceries in our trunk and her and her cane in the back seat. (And secretly hope she's not some crazy, lol.)
She was not very clean. I'm not trying to be rude, but I think she was a bit overdue for her monthly bath. This is important because my husband is a germaphobe. And when I say that, understand, it's a medical diagnosis, not just a joke. He really is a germaphobe and sometimes has to fight an inner battle to go out in public. But, he offered her a drive.
We get to the address, but it is not just one building. It is about 5 buildings with one address, and at first she doesn't know which one is hers. It's cold, icy, and getting dark. We cannot just abandon her. I know the building manager, and was about to call him, when she suddenly gets all excited. She sees her door. The stairs are icy, so I get her groceries, and take her arm to help her up the stairs. I decide best be safe, and make sure she has a key and it lets her into the building.
I came back to our car laughing. I told DH that she said "I can't believe how often I find nice people who help me get home." And he says, "I've been had, haven't I." Still not sure..maybe. (We decided it doesn't matter if we were had or not. She definitely was near 90, it was cold and icy and if we saved her cab fare that's OK.)
So, we head to where we were going, and I can see DH is really uncomfortable. Like there are bugs crawling on him. He looks in the back seat (remember, this is the car he babies) and in a sad voice he says "I hope she didn't pee back there. She really seemed upset, then so.....relieved."
I have this dream... of becoming wealthy enough to become a "Secret Santa" around town and other places. The biggest buzz (after giving to specific charities) I think, would be to drop (anonymous) bunches of cash at supermarket and store check-outs... especially at this time of year.
My dream is nowhere close, but I made a decision on Dec 1st, that I would buy one extra item on every supermarket visit until Christmas and drop it into the trolley provided. The goods are given out to families in need on Christmas Eve.
It's easy, simple and affordable... and very satisfying knowing that it'll make somebody's Christmas a little bit brighter.
My dream is nowhere close, but I made a decision on Dec 1st, that I would buy one extra item on every supermarket visit until Christmas and drop it into the trolley provided. The goods are given out to families in need on Christmas Eve.
It's easy, simple and affordable... and very satisfying knowing that it'll make somebody's Christmas a little bit brighter.
I've been listening to an inspirational radio station a lot in the past few months. They do something called "Make A Difference Monday" and people call in throughout the day and share their stories. Recently heard the story behind its inception.
The DJ said there was a man who was having a rough time at work and had been taking it out on his family. This had been going on for a while. One day, the person in front of him paid his fee at a toll booth. This small kindness really shook him, he was very blessed and started looking at his own life and actions differently. That night when he got home, he sat his family down and apologized for his behavior, promising to treat them better and not take his frustrations out on them anymore.
His teenage son was going to kill himself that night. Had written the note and obtained a gun. His father's change of heart made him break down and share this with his family.
One person's small, random act of kindness saved the boy's life.
The DJ said there was a man who was having a rough time at work and had been taking it out on his family. This had been going on for a while. One day, the person in front of him paid his fee at a toll booth. This small kindness really shook him, he was very blessed and started looking at his own life and actions differently. That night when he got home, he sat his family down and apologized for his behavior, promising to treat them better and not take his frustrations out on them anymore.
His teenage son was going to kill himself that night. Had written the note and obtained a gun. His father's change of heart made him break down and share this with his family.
One person's small, random act of kindness saved the boy's life.
Wow!! Talk about timing. Makes you sit and wonder.....
One can never tell where a small act of kindness may lead. A smile, a greeting, a door held open, allowing someone to go before you in a line, a card with a smile hello. Even a silent prayer for those in need.
....wow, wow, WOW!....
That is totally awesome.
I witnessed something today.
I was at Customer Service making a return. Off to the side was a man (60ish) and a woman (50ish) with a store buggy full of....garbage. They were very animatedly speaking with a CSR. Pointing to things in the buggy...cardboard, styrofoam, a dirty jacket, a single shoe; a paper they had everything listed on, a purse. They didn't seem angry or upset....but serious and concerned.
While I was waiting my turn, I heard the lady say: you need to keep it all together. Hopefully she comes back for it. We're worried because...why would she just leave it? Then she looked at the young CSR and said This may look like garbage to you. But it's everything she owns, and everything in here she keeps for a reason. DO NOT let anyone throw anything out.
Now....I don't know exactly where they found the buggy, or exactly why they are certain it was abandoned....but that they were attempting to put it where the person might go to get it back and making sure nobody throws it out....it humbled me.
I was at Customer Service making a return. Off to the side was a man (60ish) and a woman (50ish) with a store buggy full of....garbage. They were very animatedly speaking with a CSR. Pointing to things in the buggy...cardboard, styrofoam, a dirty jacket, a single shoe; a paper they had everything listed on, a purse. They didn't seem angry or upset....but serious and concerned.
While I was waiting my turn, I heard the lady say: you need to keep it all together. Hopefully she comes back for it. We're worried because...why would she just leave it? Then she looked at the young CSR and said This may look like garbage to you. But it's everything she owns, and everything in here she keeps for a reason. DO NOT let anyone throw anything out.
Now....I don't know exactly where they found the buggy, or exactly why they are certain it was abandoned....but that they were attempting to put it where the person might go to get it back and making sure nobody throws it out....it humbled me.
Lethbridge man wants to thank mystery woman who handed him envelope of money | Globalnews.ca
This happened in Alberta
This happened in Alberta
I've just moved this into the Paying it Forward thread, Staro, I think it's a nice fit for this one.
That was so lovely and I think he will pay it forward to someone, he seemed genuinely moved.
