When No One is Looking…

We all know that we should help people. We teach our kids to do the same. We see and hear about people helping people. What if you are busy? What if you are in a hurry? What if nobody will know what you did? What is no one is looking?

Very recently, my chest puffed with pride as I watched one of my daughter’s friends help someone in need. We were at a swim meet and one of the swimmers was struggling to get out of the pool. I’m told that that is difficult to get out. However, the swimmers make it look easy and most of them pull themselves out effortlessly. One young lady was struggling and just couldn’t get out. The meets are pretty fast paced. I can guess how she must have felt. Feeling that everybody was watching her and feeling the tremors of panic. I’m glad I don’t have to pull my rear end out of a pool in front of all those people. A very sweet and thoughtful young lady saw this struggle. She got out of her line, walked around the blocks and many other swimmers who were undoubtedly absorbed in their own world. She reached down gave that struggling girl a hand out of the pool. A simple act of kindness. No big deal. Or so she said when I hugged her and told her I was proud of her later that day.  The best part to me is  that she didn’t do for a pat on the back or any other recognition. She just saw a need and filled it. She saw a struggle and tried to help. She didn’t know anybody was watching and her developing integrity told her to help. She didn’t ignore the need, she filled it. Several other parents in the bleachers commented on this act of kindness. We were all impressed. I am as proud of her as her parents are. What a gift they got that day. They got to see their daughter walking the walk. We are all called to BE THAT GIRL, BE THAT GUY. Even when nobody will know. Even if no one is looking. Well done sweet girl! Well done Momma and Daddy!

Small acts of kindness can make a difference in this world. Hold the door for someone with a stroller. Hold the elevator door as someone is rushing to make it. Let someone drive in front of you as you are trying to get out of the parking lot AT CHURCH. Send just a little money to help someone unexpectedly. Drop by and have some fun with some seniors at the senior center. Give hugs. Smile. Make a difference to somebody. Who knows where that ripple of kindness will go. Have you been the recipient of someone’s kindness? Have you paid it forward? What are you waiting for? As the New Year approaches, I’m keeping my eyes and heart open for opportunities. I’ve seen a teenager make a difference. I can do it to. Want to join me? Go ahead, it is good for you!



About Debbie

I have been married for 20 years to a Yankee, have two great kids, a fun and funny Southern family, and a whole bunch of friends. I try to enjoy the journey!
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5 Responses to When No One is Looking…

  1. Katybeth says:

    What a great post. One of things that grabs me is that you and other parents noticed the teens act of kindness. I think “noticing” and acknowledging (when appropriate) when other people do kind thing is so important. We are all so quick to point out rudeness and unkind gestures that we often miss how many times people do step forward to help and care.
    It’s funny isn’t it…they really are “our” children even if they don’t belong to our immediate family. I have that feeling of pride or angst with most of my son’s friends and his soccer teammates.

    Happy New Year!

    • Debbie says:

      Thanks Katybeth! I agree that is so important to recognize the good stuff! This young lady was embarassed when the adults were praising her. She said, “That’s not why I did it”…made it and her even more special…so I didn’t mention her name. She knows who she is and that I love her!

  2. mary Vincent says:

    What a wonderful world we would live in if everyone did one good deed a day. Thanks Deb for sharing.

  3. Karin Krikorian says:

    Great one, Deb. It is wonderful when our offspring surprise us in that way. The other day, Laura was going to visit a friend’s home on Christmas Eve. She asked me if there was something like cookies/sweets that she could bring to her friend’s family. Of course, I was able to put together a nice platter within minutes. How did she know that it is polite to bring an offering when you visit someone’s home? All this time I thought she was just not listening.