Tag Archives: random acts of kindness

Best Story Of The Week

I’m sitting in a cafe having tea, lost in thought, I gather…looking a bit lonely; an uneaten pastry before me, an unopened book on my lap. A pretty, young girl, no more than twenty, sidles over and says,” Ma’am, I … Continue reading

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Heart Double-parked

I’m crossing Park Avenue, an elderly man on a walker is approaching the opposite way, losing his balance, falling on the esplanade.  In his 80s, extremely tall…imagine Gulliver taking a spill. I run over, along with a young man holding … Continue reading

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A Bad Receiver

Why is receiving so hard for some? Why can’t one just muster a gracious thank you and move on? A person’s discomfort after I send a gift or note, brings up such a wound for me. The first time I … Continue reading

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The Night Shift

Once again I’m on the train after a less than stellar day’s work, my spirits flagging.  A young woman gets on with four boys ages ranging 12 to 3, lined up like a little platoon. I notice a middle-aged man … Continue reading

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Grace of a Lady

I was walking home along Park, when I notice a frail, black woman leaning against the building of a doctor’s office, her hands gripped tightly around her walker. In her 80s, obviously cold, and boy, was it that. Last I … Continue reading

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Those Little Things

There’s a kid I see most mornings who sells newspapers outside by the subway.  He’s there early to meet the truck, the driver tossing them on the sidewalk like a bale of hay. He’ll come into Starbucks at 5 to … Continue reading

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Of Course I’ll Help You

A woman on a walker is wedged between two parked cars.  How she got there is a mystery. I’m late for the dentist and scurry on by, but when I get to the corner, turn, and see she’s still there. … Continue reading

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What We Prefer Not To See

A warning…this is not a happy post. I’m in Starbucks where there’s a homeless man, with no legs, in a wheelchair, parked in the center of the room. It’s freezing out, so Haley and Kim, the two early baristas, let … Continue reading

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Willie’s Got A Brand New Chair

I’ve written about, old Willie, a man in a wheelchair I see some mornings. https://athingirl.com/2015/12/15/ Our first few encounters didn’t go too well, he being fiercely independent, me determined to help.  But in the last few months, Willie and I … Continue reading

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Pillow Talk

The famous line from Tennessee Williams’s, A Streetcar Named Desire, comes to mind.  I have always depended on the kindness of strangers. I’ve been sniveling a lot lately in many of my posts, so let me take a moment to … Continue reading

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