by Fred Prout
Well, August 25th rolled around, and my insides are still not put back together.
Bummer! As I was walking Kelly that morning, a nurse crossed the street in front of me. “Good morning, rough night?“ “Yes“. As tired as she was, she stooped down to pet Kelly and we exchanged pleasantries.
Coincidentally, I had made a suggestion earlier that morning, and decided to listen to my own wisdom. Pay a little less attention to my own inconvenience and look around at people struggling and exhausted.
So, off to Costco. I bought three packages of cinnamon rolls and delivered them to the ER. A national guardsman came outside and gratefully accepted them for
the staff. “Thank you “ I said. Thank you I meant. On many levels.
Never believe it when you hear that one person can’t make a difference. An
exhausted ER nurse was responsible for, who knows how many smiles on an otherwise awful day.
Where does the title of this piece enter the picture? Good question.
The total cost of helping a bunch of really deserving people have a better day:
$24.97 . I had a better day too. Conversely, my deductible for a mental health
visit would have been $25.00. Those three pennies are on my dresser to remind me that I can put aside life’s little bumps, and do something positive and maybe make a difference.
So, how about we put aside the us vs them attitude, and try us helping them.
I plan on making periodic “Thank you “ visits with much appreciated goodies.
Maybe you can try it too. I guarantee it will improve your day. And if you do, I’m
a two minute walk up the hill. I would love to see all of you.