ST. LOUIS, October 17, 2016 – We all know the adage “Be Nice,” but how many of us really act on it?
Sometimes, the world may seem like a hard place, full of people focused on themselves. But every once in a while, we find someone who is truly kind and good, and who can literally improve a life for someone else.
At 86-years-old, I suffer from my own share of ailments. Thanks to a full life, my body now sometimes pushes back, and I have difficulty walking without the aid of a walker. This is a common situation for my age group, and many of us rely on a cane, wheel chair or walker to get around.
Even so, my amazing wife of 68 years and I enjoy life. We very much enjoy going to lunch, as many seniors do. For many of us, a big lunch out in a restaurant is a highlight, followed by a nap at home and a light dinner before retiring for the evening. The restaurant part is important to us, and it is often the highlight of our day.
During a recent restaurant outing, we parked in our disabled parking space and then realized I had forgotten my walker. The situation deteriorated as my sugar levels started to plummet, which is a very threatening situation for a diabetic like myself.
The falling sugar levels meant we opted to go into the restaurant instead of going home for the walker. This was no small feat. I exited the car and started shuffling along, grinding my teeth through the pain, trying to cross the immense parking lot into the restaurant before I either fell or collapsed from low sugar.
It was a terrifying situation.
As my wife and I struggled, a worker suddenly came out of the restaurant. “Sir, can I help you?”
I told him he could, and he offered me his arm. When that proved insufficient, he turned around in front of me and I put my hands on his shoulders like a human walker, and we made it into the restaurant. He then seated us near the door, to minimize the walk to our table.
The employee then told us that whenever we were ready to leave, he would help us get back to the car.
When we finished our lunch, the employee stopped what he was doing, offered me his shoulders, and escorted us back to the car. He was not concerned about anyone or anything else, and in no way seemed put out about walking a patron to his car.
I thanked him, of course, and he responded that he loved being able to help.
He made my day, and made sure that my wife and I had a nice lunch without feeling like a burden on anyone.
Kindness is a choice. It’s one we make, or don’t make, every day. A smile or a scowl can determine so very much. A helping hand or a slap. You decide.
Whose life did you impact today? Because I met a nice man today who impacted mine.
However, that’s a time and place I am from.