Day 2 of 30 Kind Acts


Today was a difficult day. I woke up at 4am tossing and turning and I had a migraine to top it all off. Wonderful! Ugghh. I came downstairs and laid on the couch and really avoided getting up until the absolute last possible minute. I ran my daughter to school and came right back home. I made a cup of coffee and sat down to work.How was I supposed to find someone today?! I felt like dog poop that had been trampled on by a horse. I had to work today because tomorrow I am going on my daughters fifth grade field trip. At lunch I didn’t want to go anywhere. I had my husband just come and hold me for an hour and had chinese food delivered.

I suppose I could have tried to work with the chinese delivery person…… yeah but supposing to do something was really heartfelt right?! Jeez!! So, I finished working then I had to get myself ready because at 5pm I still had not dressed for the day. See? I’m telling you, it was a bad day. I had movies to return because I was already being charged an arm and a leg, I had to put gas in the car, I needed to find a bathing suit because part of tomorrow’s trip is the water park. So much to do and so little time.

I was doing all of these things, in an hour because the kids had to be at church at 630 I had an appointment at 645 in the next town over and I had to pick the kids back up by 8pm. Yup – normal mom stuff right? It was, is….whatever. I was doing. I was going through the motions, what else was I supposed to do?

So, I called my mom to say hi and see what she was doing and she happened to ask me if I had done my kind act for the day. Nope I hadn’t. Still had no idea what I would be doing. I was on the phone with my mom, driving, and she said she had been thinking of the other side of the coin, what would someone do for her?

It hit me.

My mom was a waitress when I was growing up. She worked hard doing all she could for us sometimes even working multiple jobs – waitressing – at the same time. I remember her getting pennies as a tip, which if you are a waitress or waiter, you know it’s a slap in the face. I have a friend or two that is currently working at a restaurant because they are in school.

The Waitress

The Waitress (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

So, I let my mom keep talking and finally told her I had my idea and I had to go. She insisted on being on the phone while I did this, ok mom, sure. So, I pulled into the parking lot. The hostess looked at me to seat me and I refused seating. I said I was just going to sit at the bar for a little bit. So I did. I figured whenever I saw who I was looking for, I would know. After all, I trust God to lead me to the right person.

Aha! There she is!! I walked up to her and said “Do you have a minute?”

“Sure” she says with a half-hearted smile

“I don’t have a table here. But I want you to have this” as I hold out my hand. I have wrapped in my fingers a five dollar bill and five ones. She looks down, looking a bit taken aback but not shocked and reaches to take what is in my hand.

“I hope your day is going well and that it only gets better” I say with a smile. I turn and walk out of the restaurant and resume my hurried schedule. But I’m not the same.

I can’t explain to you the feeling of giving something to someone. I don’t know the name of the waitress I gave to today and I don’t need to. I don’t know if she is a mom, a college student, just working to work. I don’t know if she likes her job or hates it. I don’t know a lot of things and most certainly I know nothing about her.

What do I know? I know how it feels to give selflessly. I am not doing this to say “look at me!” I am doing this so I can discover new parts of myself that need to be uncovered. Parts that can share, love, give, be vulnerable and do it all over and over again.

Miraculously, I havent thought of my migraine since I was getting gas today. But when I was thinking about my migraine, I wasnt thinking about what I could do for someone else today. Try it, just once. Give something from your heart, expecting nothing in return, selflessly and anonymously. What would you do for someone else?

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