Friday is possibly the most hopeful day of the week. The weekend looms, with all it's endless promises. The one guarantee is that the alarm won't be blaring it's rude noises at 6:30 a.m. Weekends are the best and Friday is the start of something wonderful. It's also the day to pay it forward. If you don't know what I am talking about it, then here's a video. Be inspired.
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All right, now that you know what it is, here are the three for this week.
My brother had it paid forward to him this week. While grabbing some Chinese take out he became distracted by an important phone call and inadvertently left his wallet sitting on the counter when he left. Might not seem like a big deal, but anyone who has ever lost their wallet along with everything in it, knows what a giant pain it is to replace credit cards, licence and insurance cards, not to mention any money that is lost. To make matters worse my brother was out of his home state at the time. Returning to the restaurant he was pleasantly surprised to find not only his wallet but everything in it untouched. The owner had found it, couldn't find a way to reach my brother, and put it up in hopes he would come looking for it. Although my brother offered him a reward the gentleman wouldn't hear of it.
Perhaps my brother was just the recipient of his wife's good deed being returned. My sister-in-law is a nurse on the cardiac floor of a hospital. She noticed that all the male patients recovering from open heart surgery have only pillows decked out in ribbons and bows to use. Using her own money, and on her own time she purchased the supplies and made a bunch of "manly" pillows. All stripes, plaids and pictures of hand tools. Just kidding about the hand tools. But, seriously when a person enters the hospital they surrender much of their free will and are left to the whim of the staff. Good thing they have a caring staff member looking after their health, well being and dignity.
Finally, another neighbor story. This time it's two different neighbors. A family at the end of my street just had babies number three and four. Twin girls! With the count now at four kids aged four and under they have their hands full. Their next door neighbor realizes this and the other day when he was cutting his own grass he went ahead and cut theirs too. It was a kindness that was appreciated, I'm sure.
I said it last week, but it bears repeating so I'll say it again: Life is a game of boomerangs. What you send out comes back with unerring accuracy.