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
On Jul 21, 2012 Trishna Shah wrote:
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