– Seneca, Roman philosopher and writer
I had a dinner date last night. He was wonderfully kind and a good conversationalist. He even brought me flowers from his garden.
I told him that at the time of his phone call and dinner invitation I wondered what it was that he wanted. Turns out he didn’t “want” anything. He just wondered how I was and if I was doing OK.
This man has endured a lot of loss in his life. He knows what it feels like to grieve and that knowledge has given him great compassion for others as well as a reservoir of kindness from which he draws deep empathy.
Besides taking home a beautiful bouquet of flowers, I took home the following thoughts – When you are kind to someone in trouble, you just hope they'll remember and be kind to someone else. And it'll become like wildfire.
We could all use a little more of that. Thanks Monty.
1 comment:
Hi Tanya, had to check out your blog, since you were considerate enough to look at mine. My partner is from Toledo, and I think we both identify with your pastoral issues, and with searching for spiritual identity. Wish you well, and love those mitred squares too!
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