I forget how powerful and important small acts of kindness are to those around us. Today, I feel a cold coming on and am trying to drink plenty of water and rest. Usually, it's not a big deal but next week (first week of class) is a big week for me where I am involved in a lot of projects with the incoming first year students. I need to be healthy.
So, I got in bed and when my husband google-chatted me about dinner, I told him I wasn't feeling up to making it. Could he bring me something home? After throwing out suggestions, I decided on smoked salmon (always a homerun here on the West Coast--best salmon, period, anywhere.) I thought I would take the packet of smoked salmon and layer it over cream cheese and a bagle for dinner. I was looking forward to that packet, 'cause I could munch on the leftovers tomorrow and the next day and smoked salmon is such a treat.
My husband comes home and tells me he'll be right up to see me. Five minutes later, he brings me an organic bagel with cream cheese, smoked salmon, onion and capers. He looked all over to find it. He also brought home an extra helping of smoked salmon so I can eat it later. It was delicious. And while eating it I felt totally and completely looked after and loved, precious and validated.
It made me think, when is the last time I showed kindness to another, something simple that was exactly what they wanted at the time, without asking? We pass up so many moments that could amount to another's happiness just by neglect. I have felt so loved in my marriage but, to paraphrase, to whom much [consideration] has been given, much is required.
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