Well, once again I’m bowled over by human kindness. The lady featuring in the second part of this post a few weeks ago, saw me coming in to the store on foot and using my boring walking stick earlier this week.
It was a hot afternoon but I didn’t mind a walk, had made sure to bring sufficient water and meds and just took it easy – the only way I can take it most days, these days.
She knew I am temporarily unable to drive and with the world going viral, she worried that I might not be able to get my groceries and such.
“Richard, I’ve been thinking, if you need anything from my store and you find you’re housebound for whatever reason, just send me a text and we’ll drop whatever you need to your place..”
Thankful to have landed in such a warm community – there is such a thing as society – I then accepted a lift home from her son, with my bag of basic supplies on the shelves and in the fridge in no time.”
“Thanks so much, please also thank your Mum from me,” I said to the polite young chap.
“No worries at all. Too easy ..”
This morning, another new local acquaintance was kind enough to get me a coffee, the Weekend Australian, and a pint of milk – also organised by T. from the newsagent’s.
“What do I owe you?” I asked this friendly lady who, entirely needlessly, even apologised for being a bit late. “No, absolutely nothing,” S. said adamantly. “The first one is free, to welcome you and to make new friends.”
“Actually, you may also really enjoy chatting with my husband who usually does the paper run.”
“Although politically he might not be in your corner,” she said with a smile.
“That’s alright,” I answered. “At least we still live in a country where it’s possible not to agree on everything and still be able to keep talking.”
‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..’
PS. Apologies, T. I know I’d promised not to fashion this additional kindness into yet another story. I just feel it’s good to keep shining a light on wherever and whenever we see instances of this Spirit in action.