As I write this sunshine is spilling onto my desk. It makes me happy. This winter has seemed particularly gray to me. Someone recently told me that when he lived in Scotland the weather there was so gloomy that a sunshiny day was something monumental – an event so extraordinary that people would reference the sunshiny day in conversation in the months to come. Do you remember that day in May? Are you talking about the day the sun was shining?
I am not sure if the groundhog saw his shadow or not this year, and I really do not care because today I am going to enjoy the sun. It is amazing how something as seemingly inconsequential as a sunny day can make my day so much better. The older I get the more I realize that the little things in life often mean the most – the little, seemingly random, things I remember.
There have been a few times in my life when I have been really discouraged, and suddenly out of the blue someone will send me an encouraging email, card, or text. Those moments still stand out to me, and years later I can perfectly recall the details. I have always wondered what prompted these random act of kindness. Was it a tug? A little voice in the head? A nudge? I guess it does not matter what prompted the kindness. What matters is that someone acted.
So the next time you have someone on your mind, give them a call. Can’t get someone off of your heart? Shoot them an email. Worried about a friend? Send them a text. You never know. Maybe your little act of kindness will be like a sunny day in Scotland in May.