I bet you all thought I forgot all about my promise to kick the weekend off with a little inspirational pep rally. I didn’t. I’m just trying to get through August. I still believe no matter how bad your struggle is helping someone else will make your struggle, your burden a little easier to carry. No matter what you are struggling with today, let it go for an hour you’ll feel better and maybe your struggle will take care if its self in the meantime. We are all in this together, so we might as well help each other.
Unfortunately, I found myself on the ride from hell that just would not end. There was a woman traveling with a smile child. Full of anxiety I went to get something to eat. The little baby kept smiling and playing with me. She was adorable and reminded me of my neice. It wasn’t until I started eating that she began to cry. Her mom started apologizing and tried to stop her from asking for food. I gave the little girl the fruit snacks I had that weren’t opened. After giving the mother my sandwich and snacks she broke down and started sobbing. I played with the baby while she composed herself. I’m telling you all this because I never play with, talk to or interact with other people’s kids. As the woman got herself together she started telling me she was on her way to New York to meet her husband’s family for the first time. She was 5 months pregnant with a three year old on her hip. Her family had cut her off because she married a black man. During the 4 years they were married her husband had been deployed a three. He wanted to be with her when she met his family. Though they had spoken weekly she had never met her in laws. Her husband would be in New York when she arrived, however he will never get the chance to introduce his mom to his wife and children. He died serving our country. With no place to go and only the money for her ticket she was going to live with a family she never met because her’s had turned their back on her. Condolences and prayers and heartbreak don’t cover what I feel for that family. But helping her with a small amount of food and playing with her child while she composed herself help me forget the struggle I was having that day, if only for a few minutes.
Each of us can do something. If we pay attention every day we have an opportunity to do at least one act of kindness for someone. What kind of world would we live if we did just that?
This week’s Pay It Forward Winners:
1. You
2. Me
3. ALL of us can do something. You probably did an act of kindness and didn’t even know how much it meant. Somewhere someone probably wants to thank you for something you did you thought was insignificant.
Pay it forward fam. You may never see the ripple effect but believe me there will be one.
Peace, blessings, and Style
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