These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Kind people

I'm sure I'm living in the right place.

I went down to the highway to pick up my mail and put trash in the dumpster. First stop at the mail box, and as I was pulling out, I waited while a car passed on the highway. I didn't pay a lot of attention. I pulled out and followed the car almost a mile and pulled off at the dumpster. I got out, lifted the bags from the truck bed and into the dumpster, and then I got back into the truck and began to turn onto the highway to return home.

A car pulled off the highway and came to a stop beside me, and the woman driver rolled her window down. I did, too, and she asked if I was lost or needed any help. I was surprised and puzzled, and told her no. Her reply was "OK, I saw you were off the road back there, then you pulled off here, and I thought you might need some help. Sometimes people get confused on these secondary highways." She was in the car that passed me as I left the mailbox!

I thanked her and said I had picked up the mail and then dropped trash, and she said OK, she just was checking. Now, she had to go about another mile to turn around and come back. How thoughtful is that? I've done the same sort of thing before, and it was a reassurance to me that I'm not the only one. I love living where people not only stop to help, but go out of their way to do so. How cool is that?

.... Life is beautiful!!!!


  1. What a cool story. It's stories like this that remind me that there are still good people out there. When I heard the story of that guy in NYC that was killed and it was almost 2 hours before someone stopped to see if he was OK it just made me so sad. How in the world can people just walk past someone that is laying on the ground bleeding?

    Yes, you are in the right place....and so am I. I love small time life.

  2. Great story. That is really something that Cowboy has taught me, to ask if someone needs help or let people know if something is wrong.

  3. Caroline, It is cool, isn't it? And I agree with you on that situation in NYC. I couldn't believe it! Yeah, small town, small community life is awesome. :)

    MJ, does it seem sometimes that we've forgotten the basics of being human? It does to me.

  4. It is people who does random acts of kindness that makes your whole day.... sometimes your whole week.


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