The Little Things. . .

It’s the little things.

On my run up a slight hill this morning, a woman moved out of the way with her dog and gave me a little shout out  “you’re almost there, don’t give up!”

Later that morning, I walked into the post office and a man held the door for me. . .

A client stopped me as I walked into her office and said, “I love your outfit today.  Those shoes!”

On my way home, a really nice driver, let me cut in-front of her even though I had made the mistake of trying to get through the light and just didn’t quite make it.  She laughed  and then motioned for me to go on right ahead.

The cashier at the grocery store ran after me all the way across the parking lot when I forgot my credit card at the register.

I sat in my car and went through the sweet day I had. So many kind and wonderful moments and it dawned on me:  What did I do today to help someone, to make someone smile, to make someone feel good? I couldn’t remember a thing.

But I’m gonna do much better tomorrow.

It really is the little things.