About a month or so ago, I was walking into my apartment and in the parking lot spotted a wallet in the grass that someone had dropped. I looked around, didn’t see anyone nearby and headed over to the office to drop it off.
I did open it, but just to see the license, if there was one, so I could tell them who it belonged to. Sure enough, when I got to the office and said, ‘hey I found this, it belongs to (whatever her name was),’ they knew exactly who I was talking about and could contact her about it. They thanked me, told me how kind it was for me to bring it back and said I’d earned my spot in Heaven. I just smiled and said it was no big deal, I’d hope someone would do the right thing if they ever found my wallet laying on the ground somewhere.
I do nice things for people when I can, usually little things. I hold open doors, I give someone a shopping cart in the parking lot when I’ve unloaded my stuff, I help when and where I can, if it’s possible.
What goes around comes back around, kids, and it doesn’t have to be something big. Something little, something you wouldn’t even think about happening on a normal day, can happen to you. And even though it’s just some small gesture, it can set the tone for your whole day.
This morning, on the way to work – another rainy day – I was tired. I stopped at Starbucks to get a coffee because I needed the caffeine, and the warmth. As I sat in the line, waiting to pay for my drink, I noticed the car in front of me was taking a little long, but didn’t mind it really, I wasn’t in a hurry.
When they pulled away and I pulled up to the window, the barista leaned out the window and said, “The lady in front of you paid for your drink. She just asks that you pay it forward.” I smiled, amazed that it’d happened to me – I’ve heard of people doing this before but never had it happen – told her thanks, and left.
I don’t know who the lady was in front of me, and I probably never will. Did she decide to do something nice for me because someone had done something for her? Was I supposed to pay for the person behind me? (I’ve gone back and forth with that one, but I think I want to wait until the time is right – which may be today, may be tomorrow).
Yes, what she did was something small, but it made me smile. It was an unexpected and sweet start to my day. And not only that, it reminded me that for all the frustrating people, the ones that give you road rage and honk at you when you’re not going fast enough, or the people that are just downright mean, there are people in this world that do things just to be nice. They don’t do it to be recognized, to be thanked, for some personal gain. They do it because they hope that the person they help will see that kindness, and pay it forward.
I know I will.