What’s the kindest thing someone has ever done for you?
A kindness shown to me makes me tear up. The slightest thing. Even being kind to myself can make my lower lip quiver.
Perhaps there’s something in being British, born in the early 1960s, brought up with the middle-class idea of the stiff upper lip, then sent to a boys’ boarding school from the age of eight. People were not supposed to be kind. Or at least kindness wasn’t something you expected, asked for, or dared made a fuss about.
My first thought when I read this prompt was: how kind of my wife to marry me! But that rather diminishes both our lasting love for each other and the glory of getting married. She married me for love not as an act of charity.
So perhaps the kindest thing anyone has ever done for me was something I did for myself only a few months ago.
I told myself: You’re doing OK. Be happy. Take it easy. Count your blessings. Be kind. Little things count. Be gentle on yourself.
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