We all have something in our lives that make us push on day by day. To not know someones story is to not know someone. A stranger sometimes can make your day & not even know it. I would like to write this letter to all the strangers that have made my day with little to no effort.
I don't know their name, nor their story but, one thing I do know is they were apart of a struggle yet, they were as upbeat as a millionaire. I use to do volunteer work in High School. From Halloween to the Saturday before Thanksgiving, I would spend about 2 weeks going door to door with classmates collecting canned goods for a local church. Once collection time was over, we would then go to the church for a whole day packing bags, hundreds, maybe even thousands, of brown paper sacks full of goodies for the less fortunate to come pick up with their voucher. They would get a bag, a bag of potatoes, & a Turkey or Ham. We would spend the next Saturday passing out the bags in a line, carrying bags to cars, etc until everything was gone. So, this letter to all those strangers that came out & gave me the opportunity to let me make their day. Gave me the opportunity to feel like I helped a family have a good, solid meal not knowing if it was the only big meal they had all year. Because one thing we have lost sense of in this world is helping one another. So many people take advantage of others, when you really help someone who is struggling, you don't realize it.
I would like to write this letter to the stranger who I had the opportunity to meet through my job. I meet a lot of people throughout the day & it is sad that only a few stick out because they did something good. I remember one day I was having one of the worst days. So, to get out the office, I decided to go pick up a customer from his home to get him going into his rental car. It was a small old man, all hunched back. I pulled up to his home & he was outside. He started to walk to the car & I got out to introduce myself. He then stops & turns back around. He starts walking back to his door & I had already had a bad day so I was pretty sure he was going to add to it. But, he walked over to his flower bush & picked off a small flower. He carried it to the car, got in, & said this is for you. He gives me this little white flower with a small stem. He tells me its for me to wear on my ear so it can show through my hair because that's how pretty ladies wear flowers. A smooth man he was but, that was ok. He made my day 10X's better. So, this letter is for the small, hunched back old man who didn't know I appreciated him that day.
Last but, not least. I would like to write this letter to the stranger maybe reading this. Let me be the first to say hello. I'm not sure what you went through today if anything at all but, let me say this, tomorrow is a new day. It is a new day for you to maybe through your happiness or maybe through your pain make someone smile today. Some won't appreciate it but, it is for those who will. No matter what, a smile is contagious. It is the nicest thing you can give a stranger. Even if they wear it for only a second, I bet at the end of the day, they won't forget it. We need to re-learn how to appreciate each other. Appreciate what one another can do vs. what we can't. So, you may be a stranger but, why can't you start first?
With Love from a Stranger,
Gerri
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