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29 December 2022

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Rebecca

xoxo

g

I agree with everything you have written here-i too am invisible even in places i should not be-it hurts then frustrates and then angers-if i let it-i must fight that succession - when i ask HOW ARE YOU of someone in line at the gas pump or anywhere i mean it and wait for the real response looking at body language facial expressions and such - sometimes just recognizing the brave front someone is wearing melts the front and a genuine exchange happens we part and i listen to see if the next words are more upbeat -they usually are SEEING ANOTHER --REALLY SEEING ANOTHER matters more than anything.

marilyn

Sweetness in a pat on the back.
Recently I have noticed that when I say a kind word to someone in the market they just perk up and smile. I told myself that for 2023 I am going to have more words of kindness to people I encounter out and about, as I love seeing that smile.

Jeanne

We all need kindness each and every day
Kindness is the highest form of wisdom
Each day I have my candles glowing and prayers growing
God bless you my dear friend
I am glad you were able to get out for a little walk
Baby steps
Hugs

Debbie

A lovely reminder of the power of a small kind gesture! Hope you continue to feel better!

Anne Maitland

I hope you know I’m madly waving at you!

Susan in Zurich

Waving from Switzerland!!
💟

Sue J.

sending light and love, friend.

Myra

Thanks for reminding us. A few days ago,as I left the house for a much needed walk & pickup.. I vowed to lift up whoever I encountered. It is so easy to do. & lifts us in a way nothing else does. Kindness feels so darn good!..all of us in this time & place, see you & love you, Corey. Healthy & whole in 2023

Judy

All of the comments are uplifting. If each of us tries to spread a little kindness maybe we can make a difference in this contentious, angry world. Engaging in a little conversation with a clerk, leaving a treat in the mailbox for the postman, smiling at the people you meet on the street--all this little stuff can add up to big stuff. In my city there are many Random Acts of Kindness groups. Most consist of 12 who gather once a month and put $20 in the pot. The hostess decides where to give the money and it is always done anonymously. One time I had given $100 away but I still had $150. I called a school in a low-income neighborhood. The resource teacher said, "I can't believe you called just now. I was leaving to talk to a landlord of one of our families who is going to be evicted. I need $250 and I've managed to collect $100 from the staff. $150 is exactly the amount needed to pay the rent.
A friend of mine was in NYC on 9/11 and came home wondering what she could do to make a difference in the world. She gathered 11 friends and they came up with this model and now there are more than 30anonymous groups anonymously helping others. Whew, that's a long comment!

Shelley Noble

I must have BLOCKED OUT the info that you were in hospital, Corey! I can never picture you unwell. Relieved to know you are out of it now and recovering to wellness once again, please God.

Momof5

“I was in a terrible mood of self-pity and frustration. Not my best look. I wasn't aiming at gold stars.”
Boy can I relate! Illness will do that to you. I love everything about this post. Short story… years ago I brought my young troubled son to a new doctor. My son had spent his first years in the foster care system and wasn’t about to let love into his life. I was a frazzled mom of 5 (hence my name here) doing the best I could. When I left the appointment that doctor looked at me and said, “just remember you are doing God’s work”. I have never forgotten that kindness and it too made me me cry.

Marilyn Marcus

I smile and wave to you, Corey. And pray you will feel much better very, very soon.

Kathy

Somehow I missed this message, dear friend. Just what I needed to hear. Love to you...

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