This might sound silly, but during a particularly tough week, I came home from work one day to find a cheeseburger waiting for me—no onions, extra pickles, extra sauce. It was such a thoughtful gesture and completely typical of him. He was probably out getting a late lunch and thought of me. He does things like this all the time, but the fact that it was exactly how I like it really showed me how much he cares and how much attention he pays to me.
A few years ago, my dog slipped out of her collar. It was crazy early in the morning, and I was too tired to remove her thunder jacket to put on her harness. She bolted, and we couldn’t find her. She’s not the smartest, mostly anxious with a bit of snuggly, and weighs only 14 pounds. I feared she was gone forever and cried myself to sleep, planning to search again in the daylight.
Really early the next morning, I got a call. She had been found! A woman encountered my dog during her morning run. She approached her almost as if to say, "Human, please help! I seem to have made a mistake." The woman had her microchip scanned at the vet, called me, and then dropped my dog off on her way home.
This kind woman has since become our regular dog-sitter and awesome dog-aunt! You're awesome Genna!
It was a wonderful reminder of the goodness in people.
My favorite story to tell of someone happened a few years ago. I had gone to a concert at a local club with my now ex, and after a fight, I stepped outside to calm down and have a cigarette. It was pouring rain, so only a few of us were huddled under the overhang. A homeless man was asking everyone who passed by for spare change, but most everyone ignored him or gave him dirty looks.
We started talking about life, which helped me forget about the fight. I ended up giving him the last few dollars in my pocket. In turn, he took off the poncho he was wearing and gave it to me so I wouldn't get soaked during my walk back to the car. He used my change to buy a slice of pizza. I still think about him all the time.
I ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere and my phone died just minutes before. Cars passed by, but no one stopped to help because thieves often use this trick to lure victims. Then, an old man stopped and offered to drive me to the nearest gas station and back to my bike. I was incredibly grateful and still think about it.
Feel the need to shoutout my man!
This might sound silly, but during a particularly tough week, I came home from work one day to find a cheeseburger waiting for me—no onions, extra pickles, extra sauce. It was such a thoughtful gesture and completely typical of him. He was probably out getting a late lunch and thought of me. He does things like this all the time, but the fact that it was exactly how I like it really showed me how much he cares and how much attention he pays to me.
A few years ago, my dog slipped out of her collar. It was crazy early in the morning, and I was too tired to remove her thunder jacket to put on her harness. She bolted, and we couldn’t find her. She’s not the smartest, mostly anxious with a bit of snuggly, and weighs only 14 pounds. I feared she was gone forever and cried myself to sleep, planning to search again in the daylight.
Really early the next morning, I got a call. She had been found! A woman encountered my dog during her morning run. She approached her almost as if to say, "Human, please help! I seem to have made a mistake." The woman had her microchip scanned at the vet, called me, and then dropped my dog off on her way home.
This kind woman has since become our regular dog-sitter and awesome dog-aunt! You're awesome Genna!
It was a wonderful reminder of the goodness in people.
My favorite story to tell of someone happened a few years ago. I had gone to a concert at a local club with my now ex, and after a fight, I stepped outside to calm down and have a cigarette. It was pouring rain, so only a few of us were huddled under the overhang. A homeless man was asking everyone who passed by for spare change, but most everyone ignored him or gave him dirty looks.
We started talking about life, which helped me forget about the fight. I ended up giving him the last few dollars in my pocket. In turn, he took off the poncho he was wearing and gave it to me so I wouldn't get soaked during my walk back to the car. He used my change to buy a slice of pizza. I still think about him all the time.