Helpers

I've realized that when I'm looking for someone doing something good, 

I can see it almost everywhere.

And I mean everywhere.

I challenge you to take a look around today and notice just one nice thing that someone has done for you.

Or for someone else.

I finished another semester of school and still had people doing kind things for me.

Even though the end of the semester is highly stressful for everyone involved.

Mainly due to one thing: finals.

Probably the worst thing in college history.

And it repeats itself.

Anyway, one morning I was running late.

(This happens a lot more frequently once the semester is nearing the end.)

I didn't have time for breakfast and was running out the door.

My roommates knew I hadn't eaten breakfast, but I told them I was done with classes in 3 hours and would eat then.

However, one of my roommates decided to make lunch for me.

That way I would have food right when I got home, before I had to run to work.

It was so sweet and thoughtful.

Also, before we are able to move out of our apartment we have to clean everything from top to bottom.

It's called 'White Glove.'

And it takes forever.

Especially when you are in charge of cleaning the kitchen floor.

Have you ever seen the floor in a college apartment?

Try not to.

Seriously.

And we even mop ours once a week.

But I had scrubbed about a third of the floor and had it sparkling white again.

That alone took me about an hour.

I then figured I should wait until most everything was out of the kitchen before I finished the floor.

That way fewer people would be walking across it before we moved out.

So I went out and partied my last night figuring that I would come back and finish cleaning after everyone else had gone to bed.

But when I got back the entire floor was finished.

Sparkling white.

I started getting after one of my roommates because I thought that she had done it for me.

However, she told me that one of our friends had come over and finished it.

I sat there stunned.

And then got extremely excited that I didn't have to finish cleaning the floor.

Go out and make the world a little better.

Cancer

It was two years ago today that my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer.

Cancer is a word that no one wishes to hear.

And it's also something that I wouldn't wish on anyone.

These are the things I remember from going through this:
1. I remember my parents didn't tell me until a couple weeks later, because I was just about to go through finals at school and they didn't want to distract me.
2. I remember being upset that they didn't tell me, but I was so terrified of losing my mom, I couldn't be mad.
3. I remember lots of doctor appointments.
4. I remember multiple surgeries.
5. I remember that every time we seemed to have made progress something else would come up.
6. I remember neighbors bringing over food for my family.
7. I remember my mom getting countless letters from all sorts of people wishing her luck and letting her know they were there for her and were praying for her.
8. I remember people taking the time to ask me how everything was going.
9. I remember kind doctors.
10. I remember seeing my family become closer as we pulled together to make it through this.
11. I remember a neighbor giving my mom a note every single day to help lift her spirits.
12. I remember being thankful for the little things that would go well.
13. I remember the relief of hearing that the cancer was gone.
14. I remember countless people being happy for us.

It was an incredibly difficult time,
But people made it easier by being kind and willing to serve.
I will forever be thankful to those people who took the time to ask how things were going, who gave encouragement, who made us food so there was one less thing to worry about, who would simply give a hug, who sent cards, who prayed for recovery, and who were simply there to be a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on.

Go out and make the world a little better.