Yesterday at a time of great worry and hurry at the Villa as I waited for Rebecca to come to the elevator, another resident in the elevator called me over. He said, "I'm sorry to bother you, and I don't want to upset you" and my heart rate went up. He then said in a confidential manner "It's just that you are so beautiful." Heck this was such a nice thing to say. Even my hubby never says I am beautiful. Pig headed maybe. But never beautiful. The kindness of strangers. I've been at the tail end of ugly comments. But among the least among us, I'm getting heavenly feedback.
A glow from a small compliment lasted most of yesterday. And then at the Superstore, tired out from running about ---there was a darling boy called Abdullah who was my cashier who kindly explained my bill to me when I was in the late hour mental fog. It was my anti-histamines that pushed up the bill. Nice kid.
This morning I phoned the Superstore and commented kindly about this young boy who knows far more than I do how being kind can change the shopping experience of frazzled mummies.
Thanks Abdullah. And thanks to the man in the wheelchair who thought I looked beautiful and wasn't ashamed or afraid to tell me.
What we think we are -plain, ugly and unimportant might not be the way our souls are perceived by the angels among us.