I had left cookies in front of a neighbor’s door who I heard, had just come home from the hospital. She’s in her early 80s, sharp as a tack, walks every day, but alas, was knocked down by a large over friendly dog, breaking her hip.
I did this around noon, on my way out.
When I came back an hour or so later, they were in front of my door with a note that just said in black magic marker…
NO THANK YOU!
Puzzled, I asked the longtime doorman who shrugged saying, she’s old and nutty. Don’t take it personally…
and to add an AA maxim, even if it has your name on it.
Easier said than done.
Since they were so beautifully packaged from a lovely gourmet store, I then left them in front Patrick the cat’s door whose dad left me a note that said in pretty blue ink…
Oh, thank you. 🙂
Yes, we had both sides of the coin in one afternoon.
I felt sad, my first gesture so blatantly rejected, but then thought how sad it must be for her that she can’t graciously accept a gift. It’s not the first time I’ve had this happen. People can be uncomfortable receiving either out of suspicion or lack of self-worth, as if they don’t deserve an offering of any kind, often behaving oddly, the way that she did.
Sometimes it’s just they’re afraid now they’ll have to reciprocate, always the farthest thing from my mind.
I give and don’t look back, receiving for me, in the giving.
Where am I going with this? Who knows.
To the moon Alice.
I just think kindness is like a muscle, the more you do it, the stronger you get in its practice, and that, it could easily change the world, that sure is down quite a few quarts…
wouldn’t ya say?