DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO BE HARD ALL THE TIME? MAYBE NOT.

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I had to travel overnight to Florida last week.  I had an appointment to attend a court hearing.  I was dreading this hearing because I knew that the experience was going to be emotionally sad and I was going to have to keep my feelings in check without the help of Dom or my friends.

I arrived at the airport to find out that the flight was going to be delayed.  Great, I thought.  Now I have more time to sit around and stew over the upcoming hearing.  Next thing I know, the plane is going to not only be late but the airline changed the gate from C35 to A26.  If you know anything about Philadelphia Airport, then you know this entailed walking almost a mile to get from to C to A.  So off I trudged to A.

As I was stewing and fuming and trudging, I came upon an elderly woman standing alone with a very perplexed look on her face.  She saw my glance and asked me if I new where gate A26 was located.  I told her that was where I was going and she replied that she was so relieved because she could follow me.  I said sure, follow me, and kept walking.  Not walking with her mind you, just trudging off at the same speed.  Finally some sense of kindness surfaced in my soul.  I glanced back and saw that she was struggling to keep up with me.

 Now this kindness and decency stuff can be a real pain when you feel like you don’t have room for even one more pea on your plate.  I said to God, “Do you have to make everything so hard?  I don’t need to take care of anyone else today.”  But, the reply from my soul came back loud and clear.  “That might be you someday.  Wouldn’t you want someone to help you?”  So I reluctantly stopped and let her catch up with me and then changed my cadence from a trudge to a stroll.

Of course, you all know how this ends.  She was a lovely woman.  She had lived all over the world.  Her conversation lifted the black cloud that was surrounding me and I was reminded that kindness isn’t hard.

Wishing you a week filled with kind encounters,

Bernadette

 SLICE OF LIFE

About Bernadette

I live in the small town of Haddonfield, NJ. I am at an age in my life when I seem to spend time thinking and musing about life. These musings are usually stimulated by my walks through Haddonfield, my reading of books and fellow bloggers, and my interaction with my group of fabulous family and friends.

4 Responses

  1. More and more I find myself thinking these same thoughts. I’m glad you followed your soul and the cloud was lifted. You never know how a chance encounter will change the course of a person’s life.

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  2. I love this, like a gift for you really, although it was kindness for another that helped you receive it. Sorry for the worry & hope all went okay on the other end of your flight. I do think sometimes “this is hard”, then move my brain into “I can do it” as fast as possible! I like your picture!

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  3. I love the way you gave, while begrudgingly at first, you gave without expectation of anything in return. Yet the gift you got back was as big. What a great reminder. We can help each other in so many ways if we open up a bit. Beautiful post.

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  4. Isn’t it amazing how such a small shift can change the mood and open more doors and lift the clouds. So glad that this woman caught your eye and you took the time to look her way…and help. I like how you transformed from a frustrated traveler to a welcoming one opening yourself to the gifts this woman had to offer.

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