This day seemed to have a theme to it:
Doing good is good.
And it feels good, too.
The school librarian was sick.
She called me last night to see if I could do story time with the 2nd and 3rd graders.
I said I'd love to.
Reading to children is one of my greatest happys.
I think you can see it in my face right here.
School was over and we drove on home.
Walked up to the door, perplexed to find a longish package.
And addressed to me, even.
Night came on and I made soup and formed the loaves and I fixed a smoothie.
Hoping to bring some joy and comfort to my neighbor sick with pneumonia.
(I've been there, so I know.)
My arms laden, walking down the street in the dark.
Lightened, heart full
this time with the giving part.
And can you believe as I was beginning to leave her home,
she holds out her hands,
offering two free tickets to an event we
were already planning on taking the kids to tomorrow afternoon.
And she didn't even know it.
So you see,
it passes on.