| I am a sentimental human being. I cry at funerals. | | | | think. How many times do we think to say to the |
| Normal. But I even cry at weddings, and I had two | | | | bag boy who carried our groceries out to the car |
| wonderful marriages. I guess you could say I loved | | | | "Thanks. You were a big help." If it was hot out |
| them to death since both of them preceded me in | | | | today, did you think to offer your mail carrier a glass |
| death. | | | | of cool water to drink? If you played golf today, did |
| I was reading an email from Simple Truths on the | | | | you think to give your caddie a pat on the back AND |
| computer that lead me to their website about a boy | | | | a smile for a job well done. It wasn't his fault you |
| with Downs Syndrome who made a lot of customers | | | | boogied that hole on the ninth. |
| in a store happy with his acts of kindness. Yes, I | | | | How long has it been since you invited an elderly |
| cried when I read the story and I'm crying as I write | | | | neighbor to church with you? The next time you |
| this. I told you I am sentimental. | | | | bake cookies why not share them with a shut-in? Do |
| The story was told by Barbara Glanz, and as I | | | | you have a neighbor in a convalescent home? How |
| perused the rest of the website ( ) I noticed Barbara | | | | long since you visited and caught them up with |
| had a book available "The Simple Truths of | | | | neighborhood news? |
| Appreciation" and right then I had an inspiration or as | | | | Those of us who are well or well cared for tend to |
| some people would call it an ah-hamoment. I picked | | | | forget the forgotten, the unfortunate, the lonely, the |
| up the phone and ordered the book for my best | | | | poor (not necessarily in money), the sick and the sick |
| friend in appreciationof all the little things she does for | | | | at heart. A smile, a handshake and afew pleasant |
| me every day. | | | | words might make the difference between daylight |
| The book came today, and of course I had to read | | | | and darkness for those forgottens in our life. |
| it first before I give it to her, Reading it mademe | | | | |