Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Nothing More than Feelings...
          Tonight I stopped by Wal-Mart to get something sensible to eat for dinner.  DH is out of town and I didn’t have to cook (like I ever do) or worry about what anyone else was eating.  I only had four items in my hand, but there was only one express lane open.  So I found the shortest other line to get in with my stuff.  This sweet lady had almost finished unloading her cart and told me that I could go ahead of her.  “Oh that’s OK” I said. “No really, I am not in a hurry and you only have a few things.”  Well, I have done this to others on many occasions, but I do believe that is the first time it has happened to me.  It made me feel good.  It renewed my faith in the overall goodness of people.  I left that store walking a little lighter, encouraged by the simple act of a stranger.
That made me think of a card I received last week. My sweet friend wrote me a note saying that you hardly remember what people say or do, but that she would always remember the way that I made her feel. Wow! I have said those words over and over to myself since then. It was a time for her to be honored, and I was privileged to be a part of honoring her and her family, just by being there. She felt the love that I (and her other friends) had for them.
So how are you making people feel? How do I make people feel? Am I usually more concerned with how I feel? Truly, just like the lady at the store, it doesn’t take much; A small gesture, a kind look, a pleasant word. Sometimes I wish that I wasn’t driven so much by the way that I feel, but I am, and I think if you are honest you will find that you are too!
          
		
 
  That made me think of a card I received last week. My sweet friend wrote me a note saying that you hardly remember what people say or do, but that she would always remember the way that I made her feel. Wow! I have said those words over and over to myself since then. It was a time for her to be honored, and I was privileged to be a part of honoring her and her family, just by being there. She felt the love that I (and her other friends) had for them.
So how are you making people feel? How do I make people feel? Am I usually more concerned with how I feel? Truly, just like the lady at the store, it doesn’t take much; A small gesture, a kind look, a pleasant word. Sometimes I wish that I wasn’t driven so much by the way that I feel, but I am, and I think if you are honest you will find that you are too!
	
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				I was at Starbucks recently and when I pulled up to pay, the cashier told me that the person in front of me paid for my coffee and to have a nice day.  It made my day!  I thought about it all day!  Your post is going to make me try to find ways to exhibit random acts of kindness.
				
				
			
			
			
				 
				I think it takes such little things to encourage people!  I just need to take my eyes off myself and focus on others! JB
				
				
			
			
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