Truly, it is the little surprises in life that make a difference!
Kindness can arrive at any time.
Or maybe it’s just that my standard for smiling is different. What brings a smile to my face might bring only a shrug to another person. But I’m going to go with the spontaneous and positive happenings that I find around me! It’s all about the smooth and healing ride of life.
I know that negative energy is lurking out there, waiting to nab me, but I am pushing it away because yesterday in Washington, DC it was a beauuuuuuutiful day. Not a cloud in the sky and the air was clean and crisp. Oh to play hookey from work.
I walked to the farmer’s market down the street from my office and saw that fall produce had arrived, full of fresh and nutritious possibilities: leeks, kale, pumpkins and an amazing variety of squashes and beautiful apples. I love the Honeycrisp apples and they were at the top of my shopping list. I had forgotten how tasty they were until I ate a few over the weekend. That tart/sweet taste of the Honeycrisp is addictive. I needed more!
When I reached the cash register, I had an armful of juicy apples and as I placed them on the scale, the guy behind the table asked me if I wanted a bag. In DC, and now in Maryland, the bag thing is a big deal. Maryland has actually taken it further than DC. Most stores now charge you 5 cents for a plastic bag so I try to always have one with me. It sounds like a small thing but it isn’t.
The money from buying the bag goes to cleaning up the neighboring rivers and I’m all for that. But sometimes I get caught off guard like I did last week when I didn’t have a bag with me. I had just bought some dress slacks at Macy’s and wanted to continue shopping at other stores in the Mall so I paid the 5 cents for the plastic bag. I’m sorry but it just feels weird paying for something we used to get for free.
Anywho, I’m at the farmer’s market and I hand the guy my recycled paper bag (with handles) and he accidentally rips it. Rut Ro! So he gives me a plastic bag which he doesn’t charge me for and I’m gathering up my stuff to leave. As I turn around, this young girl come up to me and pleasantly says, “This is for you.” Well lookey loo, it’s a new navy blue bag that says FRESHFARM MARKETS, just like the one pictured above.
“How nice of you! You don’t have to do that,” I told her.
“No, no,” she said. “It’s okay. Please take it.”
And I did. With a big smile.
Now it’s my turn to pass it on!