IF YOU ARE AS SNARKED-OUT as I am, sick and tired of the recreational character assassination which passes for modern culture, please:
1.) Click on the “Comments” link below.
2.) Add either something nice someone did for you, or something nice you did for someone.
3.) Pass along the link: http://metaphorager.net/justbenice/.
4.) Enjoy the difference.
I have no illusions that this will provide some fulcrum point against the world’s ills. On the other hand, you never can tell…
Several years ago, I was en route to my inlaws for Xmas eve and feeling very Jewish and left out and whiney. Imagine my surprise when my mom-in-law presented me, on arrival, with a plate of fresh-cooked rugelach. “I wanted to make sure you didn’t feel left out,” she said, as I suddenly felt eighteen sizes smaller.
Best rugrelach I’ve ever had, too.
I enjoyed how much my Aunt and Uncle enjoyed the Hebrew translation of the Hobbitt we gave them.
Yesterday morning about 7 o’clock, I was in my pajamas walking Shecky. My neighbor needed her car jumpstarted so she could drop her kids at school and go to work. I got my truck and my jumper cables while she took Shecky. I started her car and she was off. I ran into her at the grocery store last night and she was again thanking me for helping her out of a difficult situation. As intense as my grief is right now, I did have some good feelings about doing a good deed.
Yesterday our baker-neighbors left two fat loaves of freshly-baked bread on our doorstep, with a sweet note.