Sometimes I Think My Efforts To ...
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--Candace Belako
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Jul 20, 2012

 

Sometimes I think my efforts to be kind in small ways are misunderstood. For example, on really hot days I began offering bottled water to a homeless man on my walk to the train, and it was many days before he would accept. I stared wondering if I seem insincere. Yesterday, I had a debilitating headache at work, and went for a coffee to see if caffeine would help. A man ahead of me held the door for me, and when we got into line, I asked him to go ahead of me, as he had really been there first. He not only insisted (gently) that I go ahead of him, he paid for my coffee. For a moment I felt awkward and wanted to decline, but then I remembered the times I had reached out and been mistrusted for my efforts, so I thanked him and told him I would pay it forward. I really appreciated the gesture, and am grateful to have been given the perspective of the receiver.

 

Posted by Candace Belako on Jul 20, 2012


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