I try to always look for the good in people. Sometimes it’s easier said than done.
But that doesn’t mean that there isn’t good going on around all of us constantly. And this is proof.
Over on the Single Dad Laughing Facebook wall I asked you all to share the nicest thing you’ve ever seen a stranger do for someone else. These were your replies.
Because. People really are good.
- My son (age 4 then) saw a badly burned little girl in the store and said “Mommy, isn’t she pretty?”. The little girls grandmother and I both cried. She had recently lost both parents in a house fire and thought she was ugly because of her scars. I have raised my children without prejudice of any kind. We are all beautiful.
- On my 20th birthday, I was homeless in Springfield Missouri. Had been on the streets about 3 months, it was winter (feb3) cold, wet, and living on the streets with no friends or family to turn to had really run me ragged. A stranger, named Chris Moore, offered to buy my lunch. But instead of picking me up something from the gas station, or a food joint, he took me to a sit down restaurant. After lunch, he sat, in the cold, in the park with me until midnight. He stayed with me so I wouldn’t be alone on my birthday. Afterwards I never managed to contact him again, although I do try to track him down from time to time. Life has stabilized since then, truly I’m blessed, but I still have never forgotten this gesture.
- Not necessarily the “nicest” thing I’ve seen someone do, but it was VERY nice to see it happen – little old lady unwittingly dropped something in the street as she was crossing it and some total thug-looking dude (neck tats, baggy clothes, etc) ran out, picked it up and brought it to her on the other side of the street. Always love seeing people break stereotypes.
- My son came home really excited one day with six dollars, and handed it to me. When I asked how he got it, he told me he found a dollar by someone’s fence and tried to return it to the man in the driveway. The man not only refused the dollar bill, he gave my son a five dollar bill for being an “honest man.”
- I was driving down 700 East in Salt Lake many years ago. I’d had a rotten day, week, month, and year. I was sitting at a light, feeling totally overwhelmed. In the car next to me, the passenger rolled down his window and said, “Hey.” I looked over, he looked me in the eyes and said, “It’s going to be all right.” Then the light changed and he was gone.
- My car broke down at school pick up time in summer, I had 2 little kids with me and was stranded. A stranger who had driven past came back with juice boxes and fruit for the kids and a bottled water for me. It was so unexpected and made such a difference to the situation!
- I have a special needs child, she sometimes gets overwhelmed in public and gets upset. It takes a lot of calming activities and talking her down to help her gain her composure. Because she doesn’t LOOK disabled, we get a lot of snide comments about rude children, brats who just need spankings, etc. We went to an ice cream place when it started to warm up and she started to have a meltdown. I caught it before it got out of control and helped calm her down; but she still disrupted the dining area. One woman smiled at me and said, “You’re doing such a great job with her. She’ll really appreciate that someday.” I cried. No one ever has nice things to say, and it meant SO much to me that someone understood and that my daughter wasn’t be judged as “just a brat.”
- Outside a club in Detroit, I saw a bunch of thug-looking guys help a man get back in his wheelchair after he tipped over in the street.
- My daughter has a classmate who’s mom passed away 3 years ago. The woman was pregnant with their 4th child, went into preterm labor at 36 weeks, and while in the hospital they discovered advanced colon cancer and endocarditis. The baby was healthy, but mom died about 2 weeks later. The dad was left to raise 4 kids (6 yrs and under) on his own. Here’s the amazing part: many years ago, the mom had taken care of an older coworker when the coworker had heart surgery. The coworker never forgot the kindness. After the young mom passed away, that same former coworker stepped up to become a nanny for the family. She moved in and took care of those kids like they were her own grandchildren, and 3 yrs later, she still lives with them. Our school and church hosted a spaghetti dinner that raised almost $60k, and we prepared meals for them for a long time, but nothing compares to giving up your personal life to move in with a family and care for the children full time.
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