A purpose

One of my favorite quotations is by Leo Buscaglia, a very wise & influential person. It’s a common quotation so you may have come across it, but I want you to really take it to heart this time.

“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.”

Can I get an Amen?

Small acts of kindness are very powerful. Often they get overlooked; often the action gets forgotten. We are busy people. We don’t have time for silly little things like that.

Remember how I said earlier now that I am a mother I feel as though every part of my being, every emotion feels deeper? Really, it’s almost a physical feeling. I wish I could pass on that feeling to all of you through osmosis or something because it is pretty incredible. I have always been a fan of random acts of kindness, but even more now with this feeling. Anything from a smile from a stranger to a compliment from a best friend. You can’t put a price on it.

The day I wrote my first post on this blog something pretty amazing happened to me. A small act of kindness. After posting my first entry and getting a little nervous about how people would take to it, I received a letter in the mail from a woman I barely know. As soon as I read it my nerves dissipated to nothing. I wasn’t worried anymore. It’s been over a year since I moved back home with my baby. Over 365 days. And ironically on this exact day that I decide to share my story, I felt like my blog had more purpose than I ever intended.

Here’s the letter:

I was a crier before, I’m a bawler now.

I have the best of intentions for showing this letter- not because I am full of myself. Honestly.

This small act of kindness had more of an impact on me than this woman will ever know. She had no idea the time I would read her note would be right after I let myself be more vulnerable than ever before. It made me feel like I was supposed to be sharing my story all along. It gave me a purpose.


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