Much like that Goofy cartoon from way back when, getting behind the wheel can turn the most thoughtful person into a self-absorbed speed demon … or maybe that’s just me.
So I tried to keep an eye on the speedometer and follow the car ahead of me at a safe distance (rather than close enough to read that driver’s tattoos). I also hung back a couple of times to let other drivers change lines into mine.
Probably the most thoughtful thing I did while driving, however, was to lower the volume on my singing along to the radio. That’s another strange thing that happens when I get behind the wheel, I turn into one of those American Idol contestants who are escorted out of the audition by security.
I came across this lovely story in my local paper and wanted to share it with you. (Over the years, I’ve “found” many a lovely item curbside, and now I know how to thank the original owners!):
“A year or two ago, I curbsided some old white wicker chairs that I had grown tired of. A few days later I went outside and on a bench by my front door was a bouquet of flowers and a note thanking me for the chairs, saying they looked lovely on the person’s porch and how much they were appreciated.
“It really touched me and still amazes me that someone took the time to come back and thank me. I think of this often and it still makes me smile.”
Valerie , Newmarket
P.S. I had the good fortune to attend a benefit concert for the Sunnybrook Health Sciences Centre last night and heard the amazing Nathaniel Dett Chorale sing this song. Enjoy!
P.P.S. Picture above from HERE.