Random act of kindness

In English Language Art class, Emily was asked to tell about a random act of kindness.

She wrote about making me coffee in the morning πŸ™‚

I thought that was good but we got a note home saying it had to be something you do for no reasons, for someone you don’t know.

That left us puzzled.

For Emily, someone she doesn’t know is not someone she interacts with.

We’ve spent years teaching her about safety and personal spaces.

That homework got difficult suddenly so we left it aside for now.

Tonight, after a fabulous birthday party, we stopped at the Shoppers Drug Mart.

As we walked in all chatty, I noticed 2 guys looking at Valentines cards. One of them was looking at us. We get looked at quite a bit, I barely ever noticed it.

Emily and I looked for treats, little snacks and Valentines.

On the way to the cash register, Emily grabbed a Lindt rose, I told her we had enough stuff already and to put the rose back.

As we were paying, I saw those 2 guys again, waiting at the cash register behind us. From up close they looked more like father and son…. Maybe.

I’m not good at guessing people’s age.

Emily and I walked out and as we were getting in our vehicle, the younger guy came out of the drugstore, walking fast towards us… Well more like towards me as Emily went around the truck to her door.

Him: “excuse-me”

Me: “yes” (thinking we dropped something)

Him: “she said she wanted a rose right?”

Me: “yes”

Him: “here” (pointing the box of Lindt rose for me)

Me (smiling): “you can give it to her”

He went around and gave it to Emily who said thank you and climbed into the truck.

Once in the truck, she blushed and had tears flowing.

“Random act of kindness” experienced first hand by Emily.

It was so sweet, and the fact that he asked me before offering the chocolates to Emily was really lovely.

I don’t know why she caught his eye when we walked in but I know she will always remember Valentine’s week, getting this gift from a stranger.

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Happy Thanksgiving!

I’m Canadian! My thanksgiving is now. In November when my American friends will celebrate thanksgiving, I will celebrate it again!

Quite frankly, every day should have a moment where one should feel thankful.

Mines do!

Yes, every single day, I have something to be thankful for.

This last week, as Emily wasn’t feeling well… I’ve done a lot of laundry!

It reminded me of the first couple of years of Emily’s life when she was vomiting multiple times a day.

We were young living in our first house which was on a lake (beautiful spot). The house was a cottage which had been turned into a house. Nothing was leveled but the windows and French door were amazing. I have never had windows like that again!

Our small house had a stackable washer-dryer unit…

Every other weekend, we had to take our surplus of laundry to the laundromat with our vomiting baby in her stroller because those tiny washer-dryer units… They were no match to my girl’s ability to dirty clothes.

So on Friday as I’m starting, yet, another load of laundry. I had a moment when I thought about complaining out loud about non-stop laundry…

Than I remembered the stackable…

And it hit me!

I was so thankful for growing up, full-time employment, moving a couple of times, actually having the opportunity to move for employment, having a kitchen without a stackable unit in it.

As I filled my washing machine for the 5th time that week. I took a second to smile as I put in two sets of bedding, many towels, lots of pajamas and many other things.

I smiled because I won’t have to make a trip to the laundromat.

I smiled because I knew we would figure out what was going on with Emily.

I smiled because I could afford to take a couple of days off to take care of my girl.

I smiled because although I didn’t want to do laundry. I can do laundry!

For that, I’m thankful!

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Can you find a daily reason to be thankful?