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Week 39:

This blessing took place the week of June 22nd -28th

My blessing this week was another small gesture, but I think it helped make a stranger's day a little easier. I was at the grocery store with a full basket in line ready to check out. A guy came in line behind me with just a couple items and obviously in a hurry. I asked him if he would like to go in front of me, because he only had a few things to purchase. Surprised by the offer he gladly accepted and went ahead of me, purchased his items, thanked me, and left.

As a kid I witnessed my parents do this for several people. All my life I've heard people say it's the little things in life that matter… However, I feel as though we take these small gestures for granted. We tend to not be thankful for little acts of kindness until we start to not receive them. I remember as a new mom my first experience with the stroller. Trying to get in and out of stores was more of a challenge than I anticipated. So many people would walk in front of me and shut the door, leaving me to open the door, mange a stroller, child, and diaper bag by myself. It would drive me crazy to see so many rude people. I now hold doors open for complete strangers and I have Eli help me! Manners matter! Being polite and respectful to people we encounter on a day to day basis does matter and we need more people doing it.

Please take the time today to hold the door open for a stranger, help an elderly woman unload her groceries, or thank someone for doing their job well. Whatever it is doing it with a smile on your face, we need more people willing to be the good in society. We need more adults setting good examples for our children. Small gestures come naturally to me because my parents lived a life of putting other's needs before their own.  We always stopped to help change a flat tire, we always let people cut in line in front of us, we always held the door open so others could get inside before us, and we always let people know we appreciated their work. I'm a better person because of the values my parents instilled in me.
 
Thanks mom and dad for teaching me the value of small gestures.

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