Sunday, March 20, 2016

sweet kindness

I am quite certain that kindness is measured in moments when your
heart finds joy in giving.  No thanks, ego or return receipt requested...
just relishing helping or giving or sharing.  On this first day of spring,
there was a sweet gift of kindness waiting at my roadside mailbox.  With
no note or name...this sweet rusty farm sifter with a darling nest and a 
handmade leaf that will hold a tiny drink for a bird in my summer garden
was waiting for me.  This is one of many first days of spring I have found
a sweet gift at my mailbox.  Over the years tulips, a hydrangea...all 
unexpected gifts of kindness.  I know the giver expects no thanks, but 
I am ever so thankful.

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