There’s this very kind gentleman who
works at a gas station near my house. I stop there for my morning Dr. Pepper
after working out at the gym (don’t judge), and he talks to me, asks about my
car/children/home/how things are going/the weather, and whatever else. He has
taken the time to learn my name, and always smiles and says hello.
Sadly, other than my family, this
guy is sometimes the only actual person I talk to during the day. Sounds
pathetic, I know, but we’re new in town, and I work from home. Sure, there are a few people. Other
parents whose kids play sports with mine, people who work with my husband, people
who attend our church. But other than in passing at those sports games or
church/work meetings, I don’t do a lot of interacting with other grownups most
of the time. At least, not to the degree I did in Utah.
This gas station attendant probably
has no idea how much I enjoy chatting with him, or how he makes my days a
little brighter. And I’m fine with that. But you know what? When I leave with
my drink, I’m always smiling. And I think to myself that Texas isn’t such a
lonely place as it sometimes seems.
We all have the ability to make a
difference with small acts of kindness. It is within us to smile more, say
hello, greet the people who cross our paths. We have the ability to make the world feel
more friendly to someone else.
Today, I hope you will all be extra
kind to one person. One is all it takes. And then stop by and tell me about it.
