Today, while out running some errands, I witnessed a very simple kindness. Not a big thing to see, but probably a big thing to the person to whom the kindness was given. A young boy, maybe 9 or 10 years old, was entering the store with his parent and a younger sibling and I saw that he noticed a woman struggling with her packages. She was on crutches for some reason. The boy pointed and spoke to his mom. I was beginning to walk over to help the woman, but instead of the pointing being rude or merely a gesture of curiosity, it was him letting his mom know he was going to help. He ran over, took the woman’s shopping bags and placed them in her car for her, then just smiled and ran back to his mom’s side and off they went to do their shopping.
Now, I had to wonder about why there wasn’t a store employee helping this woman; perhaps she wasn’t offered help, perhaps she was but declined. Who knows?
This whole incident brought to mind a quote I’ve seen a few times:
“Right from the moment of our birth, we are under the care and kindness of our parents, and then later on in our life when we are oppressed by sickness and become old, we are again dependent on the kindness of others. Since at the beginning and end of our lives we are so dependent on other’s kindness, how can it be in the middle that we would neglect kindness towards others?” ~ Dalai Lama
Looks like that young boy has the “kindness in the middle” part figured out. Well done.