From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much for all of the good wishes and thoughtful comments after my last post. I haven't yet managed to respond personally to everyone, for two reasons.
One is that I'm completely overwhelmed by the massive amount of support and love I've received, not just in the past few days but over the past year. I just can't even express my gratitude.
The other reason may fall under TMI, but this week I got hit with the worst urinary tract infection I've ever experienced. I was so sick I asked Aaron to leave a customer's house to drive me to the doctor. So the night we were supposed to go out for a celebratory dinner? I was in bed with soup and crackers and cranberry juice. Not cool.
I debated with myself over mentioning this. A random act of kindness is supposed to be selfless and I don't want you to think I'm sharing this to make myself look good.
Last weekend Aaron and I ate dinner at a local restaurant and we noticed a family sitting nearby. There was a mom and dad and two young children, one around three years old, the other maybe eighteen months. As you might imagine, the parents had their hands full, especially the mom, who was trying to eat while the youngest child was dancing on the booth seat immediately next to her. (By the way, the dancing was super cute.) Aaron said "we should buy their dinner," And so we did.
The truth is that a random act of kindness isn't selfless. It makes the giver feel really damn good. It doesn't have to be dinner for four, it can be carrying someone's groceries. Try it, you'll like it!