Day 254: One door opens

exterior-doorLately, I’ve been trying to get in the habit of holding doors open for others.

This probably sounds fairly easy (Basic instructions:
1. Open door. 2. Hold).

But for someone who’s used to rushing around like a mad woman, charging through doors and letting them slam behind her without a second thought — i.e. moi — not so easy.

Over the years, by not holding doors open, I’ve inadvertently bumped into seniors with canes on the way in and clipped a few baby strollers with the door on the way out.

Today, I hit the door-opening jackpot. I stopped at a roadside gas station minimart and as I approached the entrance, I saw the silhouette of a small child through the glass.

I opened the door, stood back and held it so they could exit. A little girl of about six came skipping out and sweetly said thank you.

Just as I was about to make my way in, another, slightly older, girl followed, then a 12 year old, then Mom, followed by Dad, then Grandpa. The whole clan, it seemed.

It was priceless. Three generations in all and each gave me such a sweet response. Six thank-yous in a row, each followed by my “Your welcome.”

Truly a Kodak good-deed moment.

I probably should have thanked them ….

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3 responses to “Day 254: One door opens

  1. Such a trivial deed that makes such a difference on yourself and the one benefitting. I know I can relate to always rushing and forgetting to pay attention to holding the door open. It applies to most of us.

    I just started following your blog and thank you for taking out the time to dedicate to this important issue. I found your blog in connection with launching my own blog on deeds just1gooddeed.blogspot.com

    I hope it’s ok with you, but I already listed your blog on my blogroll. I look forward to reading many inspiring good deed stories from you and sharing them around with others.

    Sincerely,
    Avi

  2. bytonysebastian

    This morning I was rushing to work. Along the way I saw a card on the ground, and at the moment, it didn’t even crossed my mind to stop and grab it. After walking an entire block, the idea of the card being someone’s lost driver’s license crossed my mind. I realized I was already late for work and decided to go back. I was right, it was someone’s driver’s license and after spending the entire day thinking of the best way to return it, I decided to mail it to the address shown on the card. In an envelope, I wrote:

    “Dear Calisto,

    People say Santa doesn’t exist…
    This is a proof that he exists in every single one of us.
    It’s up to us to recognize it.

    Next time you have the chance to do something good to someone, remember the day Santa brought your Driver’s License back…

    Hoping for a better world,

    Santa Claus”

    I attached a photo a lovely Santa smiling, and wrote Santa’s imaginary address from the North Pole on the sender’s field.

    By doing it so, I spent 42c and 10 minutes, which have probably saved hours of frustration for the person who lost his ID. When I imagine the person’s expression when opening the letter, my heart fills with hope and I smile.

    I think a day without a good deed is not a complete day…

    Never stop inspiring us with your simple generous acts and outstanding writing.

    Love,

    Tony.

  3. gooddeedaday

    Tony, thanks! What a wonderful story, I included it in a post. Ho! Ho! Ho!

    Avi, thank you, I’ll check out your site!

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