Project 365 * 4
Day 727
52 Kind Things
This is the 52nd Sunday. Once a week for the past year, I have done something kind. When I started this year long project, I had intended to do kind things to bring joy and happiness to others. And I hope that I have. But I've discovered that doing kind things brings
me joy and happiness. It makes my heart feel warm to be intentionally kind. And I've discovered that I am more aware of when other people do kind things for me. Like hold a door. Smile. Say hello. Even these small acts of kindness matter. In fact, I think they matter more than the grand ones. The small acts of kindness become a way of life. The grand ones are just that. They
are grand. But they can't really be repeated day after day.
I think it is totally fitting that my last act of kindness for this project is a small one. This week, whenever I took Roxy on a walk, I didn't hurry her. I let her lead me. I let her sniff every single blade of grass that she wanted to. And I didn't complain. I didn't get annoyed. I watched her explore every bit of grassy area. Every tree. Cars. Christmas decorations. Invisible spots on the sidewalk. If she wanted to sniff it, I let her. Our walks were quite long this week. But I found that I didn't mind at all. It gave
me time to explore every bit of grassy area. Every tree. Cars. Christmas decorations. Invisible spots on the sidewalk. I once read that if you hurry a dog along on their walk and you don't let them sniff everything that they want to, you are essentially robbing them. Dogs, literally, like to stop and smell the roses. And I had been hurrying her along all these years. Robbing her. I was very glad to do something kind for my Roxy girl this week. My girl who is always present, always loyal, always loving.
To me, it seemed like a very small act of kindness. But maybe, to Roxy, it was the grandest act of kindness she's ever known. Maybe letting Roxy stop to smell all the roses and the sidewalk and the grass and the trees and the cars changed her life. Maybe she feels so much better now. Being able to use her nose and take her time. What seems small to one individual may be very grand to another. That's the beauty of being deliberately kind.
52 People I Love
This is the 52nd Sunday. Once a week for the past year, I have written about someone that I love. On some Sundays, I wrote about more than one person. The thing I loved most about
this year long project is that I realized how incredibly blessed I am to have so many truly amazing people in my life. I never had any trouble coming up with a person to write about.
On this 52nd Sunday, I just want to say that I am forever thankful for each person that I call family. I am forever thankful for each person that I call friend. I feel undeserving, and at the same time privileged, to know all the wonderful people I know. How is it that on this big planet, I got stuck with the most awesome bunch of all?
My dear, sweet friends and family, I love you. My life is better because of you.
This was a very good Sunday. It was the 52nd Sunday. The last day of my two year long projects.
And the day we went to celebrate Christmas with my grandparents. We had a delicious brunch. I love my grandmother's cooking. Some of my most fond memories include sitting at her kitchen table and eating good food. Thankful for a day done well. And for time spent well with those I love and cherish.
