It’s pretty easy to be pessimistic. There are a long list of things that make me grievously unhappy. In fact, I read an interesting quote today.
The resultant level of misery can certainly be difficult to overcome. But, if the way the world is makes you unhappy, you must have an idea of what you’d do differently, right? So, what would you do if you were given the opportunity to help make the world you want to live in? Once you ponder that for a moment, consider this.
You DO have the ability to help make the world you want to live in.
Myself? I wish that people were more thoughtful. More kind. More respectful. Admittedly, I’m a space cadet, so the thoughtful thing can be a bit difficult at times for me. But, I learned late last year just how therapeutic for the soul it can be to step up your game on making the world you want to live in. See, I’ve always enjoyed doing little stuff. For instance, shoveling for my neighbor. I used to do that sometimes even for our neighbors in Illinois. I’ve always thought that it was important to treat people with respect. But, I’ve learned that with just a little bit of money, you can change people.
After participating in the “secret Santa” initiative last year, I had a woman tell me that her teenage daughter felt so blessed to have been there when I went in to the local grocery store, that she cried all evening.
Last Mothers’ Day, again, I anonymously bought groceries for a woman at that same grocery store. No particular reason, just wanted to do so. It seems I need to work on my anonymity. About a week and a half later, Betty told me that there was a card at the service desk for me. The card made it clear that I’d touched the woman very deeply. She threw around terms and compliments that I was not comfortable with, but the fact of the matter is, me and my $25 made a DIFFERENCE for her. I improved her spirit. I lifted her up. I can’t express how that made me feel.
Since that date, I haven’t had any shenanigans at the local grocery store…yet. Well, except for purchasing three or four full Thanksgiving Dinners for families that need a little bit of hope right here in town. But, I’ve become a bit addicted to buying breakfast for older people. You know the guys, the ones that are at your local diner, eating by themselves. They never order anything extravagant It’s just part of what they do. And part of what *I* love to do is anonymously pay for their breakfast. But, I think that I’m going to change up my routine a little bit. I think one of these days, I’m going to ask them to join us. I not only want them to discover that someone is thinking about them, but I want them to know that I’m interested in what they have to say. They have a lifetime of stories to share. It’d be a shame not to share them.
And at the end of the day, I assure you. You feel better about the world you live in. And YOU helped to create it.