The Little Things In Life

Here’s the thing. I’m very big on tiny little gestures of kindness that bring a smile to a person’s face. I don’t necessarily need a “thank you” and I especially don’t need anything in return, knowing I did something purely out of the goodness of my heart is all I could ever ask for. Okay, okay. I’m a corny person. Get over it and get used to it.

My favorite is either old people or young kids. They’re so appreciative, unlike a majority of our pathetic civilization.

So today I’m leaving Kroger (that’s a grocery store, if you aren’t from around here), and I see this sweet little old lady driving in the parking lot. It’s obvious where her destination is, but of course some low-life that apparently can’t walk 10 feet had to leave their stupid kiddy cart right in the middle of the dang spot.

Honestly, those set ups in the parking lot where you put your carts are there for a reason, why don’t people use them? Pretty sure a little bit of walking isn’t going to hurt you. Better yet, I am positive that it won’t hurt you.


I tried to hurry towards where the cart is to move it out-of-the-way, but the lady of course did not see me until she had put her car in park (in the middle of the lane) to move it herself. I guess it was good enough that I still moved it for her because it brought a smile to my face to see her so surprised that someone was giving her a hand. She was too shocked to even say anything, all she did was stare at me as I continued on my way to my pickup. I don’t know if it was because someone was doing something unselfish, because I’m so young, or both, but no matter.

I pray that someone saw this good deed and passed it on in their own way. Whether it was right after, tomorrow, or a month from now, why not do something to improve someone’s day. I don’t care what anyone says, little things like moving a cart so a person can pull into a spot or holding the door open instead of letting it slam shut in the face of someone behind you, those little things are the best gifts.

Think of it this way: next time you’re having a God awful, terrible day, would you rather someone hold the door open for you or have it close so that it slams into you as you reach it? Think about it, I know what I would pick. If someone does something for you, pass the act on. You never know how much good you could be doing.