As I was driving to work this morning, I remember grumbling over traffic and being cranky that I didn’t get as much sleep as I wanted to the evening before. And while I was sitting at a dead stop, cursing morning commutes, a car appeared from a side road, eager to hop in line of the mile long cars that faced him. I sat and watched as vehicle after vehicle passed this car, not allowing the man driving any chance at pulling out. It was at that moment that I decided to let him go ahead of me. What he did next was something completely unexpected. He gave me two thumbs up to which I thought what hand is turning that car, but nonetheless, it brought a smile to my face. Is this what we’re doing now? We’re giving thumbs up as appreciation and thanks? If so, I love it. Probably because it is so completely something that my father would do, but it made me smile all over. I guess we made each other’s days.
AN ACT OF KINDNESS.