Posts Tagged With: kindness
POSTED 10:41 AM, SEPTEMBER 19, 2017, BY TRIBUNE MEDIA WIRE
COWETA, Okla. — An Oklahoma woman was left crying “in the middle of Target” after a stranger pulled $20 out of his wallet to help purchase a toy for her son.
Alyssa Hacker was waiting on “Grammi” inside Target when her young son grabbed three dinosaur toys.
“We were trying to pick out which one he wanted when Owen abruptly yelled ‘Hi’ at this older man walking past us,” Hacker wrote in a Facebook post. “He turned around and said, ‘hey sweet boy.’”
As Owen continued to play with the toys, the man got $20 out of his wallet, put it in the little boy’s shirt pocket and said, “I just lost my 2-year-old grandson last week. You take this money and buy this boy all three dinosaurs.”
He then rubbed Owen’s back, wiped away his tears and walked off.
“You will remember this plate of toothpaste for the rest of your life. Your words have the power of life or death. As you go into middle school, you are about to see just how much weight your words carry. You are going to have the opportunity to use your words to hurt, demean, slander and wound others. You are also going to have the opportunity to use your words to heal, encourage, inspire and love others. You will occasionally make the wrong choice; I can think of three times this week I have used my own words carelessly and caused harm. Just like this toothpaste, once the words leave your mouth, you can’t take them back. Use your words carefully, Breonna. When others are misusing their words, guard your words. Make the choice every morning that life-giving words will come out of your mouth. Decide tonight that you are going to be a life-giver in middle school. Be known for your gentleness and compassion. Use your life to give life to a world that so desperately needs it. You will never, ever regret choosing kindness.”
“Mommy I’m so happy.”
That’s what Brooklyn told her mom the other day when she finally got to meet Delvar.
Delvar drives a garbage truck in Bloomington, Illinois
And Brooklyn waits for him every Thursday.
She’d never actually met him until earlier this month.
On her birthday she wanted to give him a cupcake.
So they waited outside.
And when Delvar came by he stopped he pulled over.
This is what Brooklyn’s mom posted about what happened next.
I guarantee it will make you smile:
HOLY COW… BEST MORNING EVER for Brooklyn (and me).
What a start to her birthday.
Thursdays are by far her favorite day… garbage day.
For about a year now, Brooklyn has anxiously awaited the garbage truck’s arrival at our house.
It started with waving from the window, then we had to try and be outside to wave, and when we missed the truck driving by the house, I’d drive around the neighborhood to find the garbage truck and wave… on our way out the door in the mornings.
Every… Thursday, my heart is full when I see the joy that our amazing garbage man brings Brooklyn when he honks and waves at her with a BIG smile.
And today, we finally got to meet him!!!
Brooklyn and I wrapped up one of her birthday cupcakes and waited for him.
When he came down our street, she ran to the corner.
We were waving like usual and I motioned for him to come over by us.
He pulled over, got out and gave us his BIG smile.
Brooklyn was instantly speechless as she handed him the cupcake.
I explained to him that he makes our day every Thursday, and we really appreciate the honking and waving, and how special of a day it is for us.
Then… (melt my heart)… he explained that he looks forward to seeing us every Thursday as well.
He said that he has a meeting every Thursday morning and always tries to get out of there in a hurry so that he can make sure to see us every week.
He said he doesn’t have any kids of his own, but he mentors several children and just loves them. I can’t believe that I never got his name, so for now he will continue to be “our favorite awesome smiley garbage man”.
After he left, we continued onto daycare.
Brooklyn was unusually quiet in the backseat.
I asked her if she was okay, and she said “Mommy I’m so happy.”
So… to “our favorite awesome smiley garbage man”…
Thank you for the joy that you bring Brooklyn every Thursday morning, for making her birthday special, and for making my heart happy.
It may be a little thing that you do, but it means so much to us!”
Thanks, Delvar, for your kindness and your service to the City!
I love this story.
Thanks to April Scott for telling me about this story.
This is Deborah Greene with her father.
10 months ago he committed suicide.
She learned about his death in the middle of a Whole Foods store.
She says she will never forget how the people in the store helped her that day.
And she just wrote an open letter to them that was printed in themighty.com
I remember you.
10 months ago my cell phone rang with news of my father’s suicide.
My brother was telling me my father was dead, that he had taken his own life early that morning and through his own sobs, I remember my brother kept saying, “I’m sorry Deborah, I’m so sorry.”
And as we hung up the phone, I started to cry and scream as my whole body trembled.
Overwhelmed with emotions, I fell to the floor, my knees buckling under the weight of what I had just learned.
And you kind strangers, you were there.
You could have kept on walking, ignoring my cries, but you didn’t.
No, instead you surrounded me as I yelled through my sobs, “My father killed himself. He killed himself. He’s dead.”
I remember in that haze of emotions, one of you asked for my phone and asked who you should call.
What was my password?
You needed my husband’s name as you searched through my contacts.
I remember I could hear your words as you tried to reach my husband for me, leaving an urgent message for him to call me.
I recall hearing you discuss among yourselves who would drive me home in my car and who would follow that person to bring them back to the store.
You didn’t even know one another, but it didn’t seem to matter. You encountered me, a stranger, in the worst moment of my life and you coalesced around me with common purpose — to help.
In my fog, I told you that I had a friend, Pam, who worked at Whole Foods and one of you went in search of her.
Thankfully, she was there that morning and you brought her to me.
She took me to the back, comforting and caring for me until my husband could get to me.
And I even recall as I sat with her, one of you sent back a gift card to Whole Foods; though you didn’t know me, you wanted to offer a little something to let me know that you would be thinking of me and holding me and my family in your thoughts and prayers.
That gift card helped to feed my family, when the idea of cooking was so far beyond my emotional reach.
I never saw you after that.
But I know this to be true: If it were not for all of you, I might have simply gotten in the car and tried to drive myself home.
I wasn’t thinking straight, if I was thinking at all.
If it were not for you, I don’t know what I would’ve done in those first raw moments of overwhelming shock, anguish and grief.
But I thank God every day I didn’t have to find out.
Your kindness, your compassion, your willingness to help a stranger in need have stayed with me until this day.
And no matter how many times my mind takes me back to that horrible life altering moment, it is not all darkness.
Because you reached out to help, you offered a ray of light in the bleakest moment I’ve ever endured.
You may not remember it.
You may not remember me.
But I will never, ever forget you.
And though you may never know it, I give thanks for your presence and humanity each and every day.
As sad as this story is, it’s also so refreshing to me how everyone jumped in to help.
I’ve always believed that down inside people are good.
And I’ve always found that when things are at their worst, it tends to bring out the best in people.
Just ask Deborah Greene