People are often kind to me. It might be because I walk with a cane and a few years ago I lugged an oxygen tank around. People always tend to hold doors open for me and give up their seat for me to sit.
I also think when someone re-blogs one of my post it’s an act of kindness. So remembering one specific and unusually kindness took some thinking.
The last act of kindness that surprised me and I thought was truly an unselfish act happened last year around this time when I accepted a blog award. It was one of those awards that you answer questions about yourself. The question was, ‘do you collect anything?’ I shared that I no longer collect anything because some years back I lost everything. But I use to collect black angles and beanie babies. RoSy of Me, Myself and I asked for my snail address and sent me three limited edition bear beanie babies. I was and still overwhelmed by the gesture.
I get gifts like underclothes, jackets, shoes or maybe a meal out in a restaurant. I don’t get too many sentimental gifts like those beanie babies. So those sweet little bears are special to me and whenever I look at them I think of sweet RoSy and her unconditional kind nature.