Im a perfectionist.
I always want things to be perfect not just okay.
I dream of an ideal house, an ideal car, an ideal life..
my career, my academics,
Even small things like my demeanor, my writing…
I desire perfection.
And its killing me to learn,
That life isn’t like that
And that sometimes, all I have to do
Is to look just a little bit harder
And there I will find
The beauty in the flaw
Today a stranger showed me kindness…
I’m from the office, going to make an application for social security. If you know Kenya and its reputation with public offices then you know that this is just one of the many things you dread doing. Infact you actually syke up for. So i arrive. Its 12:50pm. Phew! I’m just on time, i tell myself. But the guard on the door doesn’t seem to share my sentiments and tells me to leave and come back at 2pm because it’s already lunch hour and most of the staff have left for lunch. Of course i won’t be able to make it back at 2pm, since i should be back to work by then so i try to explain to her but she really doesn’t care. Then out of nowhere, this lady comes and listens to me pleading. I guess she must have sympathized with me coz she directed me inside and instructed someone to serve me. Ten minutes later, i was leaving, having been served and with a huge smile on my face.
How often do we care about people who do not matter to us? How often do we just ignore? And yet we all want to be treated well by those same ’strangers’. I’v just read an article that says that the greatest gift one can ever receive are the gifts of forgiveness, hope, love, compassion and information. How so true. Lets share a little compassion today
Let us be the one of whom someone will speak and say… ‘today a stranger showed me kindness.’
