What is something others do that sparks your admiration?
I’m about to describe every parent’s nightmare.
A few months ago, I was in a busy parking lot. I was coaxing my five-year-old to move quickly through the crosswalk while balancing my toddler on one hip. I had a diaper bag on my shoulder and a plastic bag of groceries in my other hand. It was one of those parenting moments that are public, stressful, and hard to manage gracefully.
Then a woman stopped, met my eyes, and said, “You’re doing a good job.” She took my bags and placed them in the car so I could focus on my kids. Her kindness caught me off guard. It didn’t need to be grand—just genuine.
Mr. Rogers once said to “look for the helpers,” and that day, I truly understood what he meant. I admire people who notice when someone is struggling and choose compassion over indifference, or worse, judgment. There’s quiet courage in stepping forward when others might look away. That woman’s small act reminded me that empathy doesn’t need an audience to matter, and even brief kindness can leave a lasting mark on someone’s heart.
As humans just trying our best, we spend a lot of time caring for others. But sometimes, we’re the ones in need of a small kindness. Let her reminder echo for all of us: a simple, sincere act can change the tone of someone’s entire day.
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