Too often, I find myself consumed with what is going on with me and my family. I spend my time worrying about my own situation and how I can better things in my own life. Even though I'm not suggesting I shouldn't be thinking about these sorts of things, I do think it's just as important to think about what I can do to help those around me.
This is why I set a goal to do a good deed at least once a month. Ideally, this is something I would continue to do throughout my life and never consider "crossed off the list." However, I wanted to include it on my list anyway.
I completed my good deed for April a few days ago. My lovely sister-in-law, Brittney, who works at a rest home, texted me and said one of her residents wanted to meet my baby girl. Brittney asked if I would at all consider bringing my latest bundle of joy to the rest home so this sweet older lady could see her. I didn't hesitate in the slightest and we agreed on a time to go.
Just this past Saturday, my husband, our two girls and I went to this rest home and met Carol. At age 94, she was slow physically, but sharp mentally. She also had a wonderful sense of humor. When I showed her my baby, she gushed over her beauty. I asked if she would like to hold her and she excitedly said yes.
Over the next 30 minutes, I watched Carol admire my daughter. She gazed at her precious face as if it was the first baby she had ever seen. Then, she uttered a sentence I'll never forget. She said, "Why did I ever think holding my babies was a waste of time?"
We left Carol's room with a promise to visit again.
Like all good deeds, the intention is to help someone else, but the result is always feeling better yourself. I know we made Carol's day, but she also made ours.