A few weeks ago, I shared a post with all of you about my desire to share a stack of cards with random acts of kindness printed on each of them. I asked for some of you to volunteer to receive a card from me, and follow through with the assigned guerilla goodness. The response for volunteers was overwhelming and the cards were quickly spoken for. In return, I asked for you to share your stories of kindness. This is what happens when a little good is spread around.
My children and I were eager for your envelope to arrive in the mail with our random act of kindness.
We live in a small town with a population of about 250 people year round. I thought for sure we would end up with a task such as "pay someone's toll" but we received the task of writing a letter to someone (and actually mailing it).
I had recently made some postcards and notecards from some of my photographs. So, this random act of kindness was perfect.
My son wrote to his cousins. He asked about their new cat and when they are coming to visit. I have a feeling he will even get a letter in return.
I decided to write a letter to a friend's parents.
A few days after we received your envelope and our letter writing assignment, I learned that a friend had passed away.
This friend lived here, in our little town, as an Innkeeper for a few years.
We became friends. Over the course of our friendship, we had dinners togethers at the Inn when all was quiet, we watched movies, had bonfires, attended his wedding and met his family on several occasions. Our friend had his troubles (don't we all is some way).
My husband and I were kind to him and loved him anyway.
He had since moved away and we lost touch.
It was with a heavy heart that I wrote a letter to his parents.
I heard of his passing the day of his service and we weren't able to attend. My husband and I decided we wanted to honor him in some way.
We talked to our children and told them about our friend:
We talked about how he lived here for a short time and how we would remember him always.
We talked about making good decisions and that sometimes even with all the love and support some people don't.
We talked about how much he loved it here, living in his natural element. He loved to fish on the lake in the summer and winter. It was his passion.
We talked about how much he loved the lake. He loved it so much it made him smile.
We talked about friendship and the importance of kindness. We talked about his family and how incredibly sad they must be.
"May this light rise to the heavens to shine with you for all eternity".
Our random act of kindness was to write a letter.
But, it turned into so much more.
Amy Germain (and family).