I’m not being sarcastic. Humanity may have a little hope yet and good things are happening, small but meaningful gestures seem to be popping all around.
Last night L mentioned that she went out of her way to give a hot mocha to the woman who sits in a little shack at our local garbage transfer station.
She sits in a 5×8 box at the dump all day and is cheerful, polite, and keeps a bag of dog treats on her own dime for canine passengers. Our dog Maggie loves to go to the dump.
She was delighted and L clearly enjoyed doing something for her, and we still don’t know her name.
This morning I was late for my bus and was enjoying a brisk jog when a guy pulled over and offered a ride. I took him up on it more as out of respect for the offer than to make it on time.
It turns out he had been driving the opposite direction and had turned around to make his offer. We had a delightful chat on the 3 mile drive to the ferry and I learned where he was from and shared my background. As I said goodbye there was a palpable sense of goodwill in the air between us and I hope the rest of his day will have the same sense of well being I am currently feeling.
Our true humanity seems best measured by the small stuff. So I wish you “Have a nice day” from the bottom of my heart.