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Stay Kind

Post by – Frank Somerville KTVU 

”I have no home but I’ll be okay” Kenyatta Lewis posted this about her daughter meeting a man who was homeless.

It’s the kind of story that always makes me smile.Here’s what she wrote:

After leaving a store today my daughter did something that made me stop and think. There was this guy sitting there crying and she asks me:“Did you see that man crying? What’s wrong with him?”

I said:“Yes but I’m not sure maybe he’s just sad…”She said:”Maybe he’s hot and thirsty.

”She walked over to him and goes: ”Hi sir be happy it’s a nice day it’s not raining. Are you hot? Why don’t you go home the ground is dirty?

“He says:” I have no home but I will be ok. “She looked at him with the saddest face and goes:

”So that means you’re homeless. So you have no food because you have no refrigerator. “She gave him a few dollars out of her purse and her drink and said:

”Please go eat. It would make me happy. I like McDonald’s you should go there. “I could tell she made his day.

On top of that two more people came up and gave money as well. We had a small conversation and he explained his trailer burnt down and he lost everything including his wife. I felt for him. It just warms my heart.

A 6 year old lead by example this morning. AWESOME! Kids see no color and that’s exactly how it should be. It’s not just a statement saying that the children are our future, it’s a FACT. That gives me a little more hope for the world.—

Kenyatta Lewis #StayKind#GoOutAndDoSomethingKindToday

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Stay Kind

Post by Frank Somerville KTVU

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“Oh my God I love it!

There is even stuff in there for the kids.

This means the world to me.

This means I can get my kids out of the house.

I can grocery shop.”

Those words from Christine Wheeler.

She would walk 12 miles a day two and from work because she couldn’t afford a car.

But not anymore.

Here’s what the Franklin County Sheriff’s Department wrote about her:

We’ve received several calls about a 24 year old woman walking on 59 Highway between Ottawa and Princeton at around 7:00AM.

Deputies would give her a ride to work so she would not have to walk on the cold highway.

They learned this woman walked to work at Love’s truck stop six miles (and then six miles back home) to support and feed her two small children.

On December 9, after giving the woman a ride to work, a small group of Deputies gathered to discuss how we could help this woman.

After only a few days, through generous citizens and businesses and the use of our “No Shave November” funds we were able to donate a van, two new car seats, a price chopper gift card, the registration for the van and the first year of car insurance along with $200

On December 15, the Franklin County Sheriff’s Office along with members of the community surprised Wheeler with all of these items in hopes for making a better Christmas for her and her small children.

—-Franklin County Sheriff’s Department

Wheeler says that when the deputy first came into her work she was worried that she’d done something wrong.

The deputy asked her to step outside.

“He said, ‘Hey so I need to talk to you,’ and I’m thinking, ‘Oh gosh am I in trouble?’”

Instead there was a group of people waiting to show her her new van.

Wheeler said:

“Omg I love it.

Now I can take my kids to the park!”

Total salute for Franklin County Sheriffs.

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#StayKind (post from Frank Somerville KTVU)

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

Dear Strangers,
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.

–Deborah Greene

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

‪#‎StayKind‬

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