The Importance of Kindness
In the past two months I have learnt a lot. About myself, about life, about the things that are important. I have had my perspectives changed, my identity altered, my priorities reset. But perhaps the biggest lesson that I have learnt is the importance of kindness. You see, without kindness, I'm not sure how my family and I would have survived the last 9 weeks. Without so many people being so generous and thoughtful and giving, I'm almost certain that our load would have felt impossible to manage.
The many messages of support, the flowers, the phone calls, the regular check ins. These are the things that have kept us strong. These are the things that have made us feel less lonely. On the days when I have felt like staying in bed with the covers pulled up over my head, it has been these acts of kindness that have inspired me to get up, to give the day my best shot.
Because the world feels much less of a scary place when you know that people are rooting for you, when you know that someone has got your back. And I have been blown away by how many people truly do have my family's back.
And as well as feeling totally overwhelmed by how lovely people can be, I have also been surprised by where that love has come from. The people who I haven't seen for years who have been texting and messaging me regularly, checking to see what help I need. The amazing blogging ladies who have helped share our fundraising page and sent me beautiful messages of support. The work colleagues who have helped in every way to lighten the load and cover for me where they can. These aren't the people that I would have imagined would be my pillars of strength in a time of crisis, but they have made a difficult time so much easier and I will be eternally grateful.
And they have also helped teach me the importance of kindness and how crucial it is to spread it as far as we can. I think we all do a pretty good job of being kind to our closest loved ones - we would be pretty shoddy humans if we didn't, wouldn't we? But I think that most of us probably have room to improve where our wider social circles are concerned.
It doesn't have to be big grand expensive gestures. In fact, what I've learnt is that it's the little personal things that have really make the difference. It's those tiny things that any of us could do.
Maybe you could reach out to an old friend who is having a rough time, brushing any previous grievances aside. Or you could buy a coffee for a colleague who seems to be having a bad week. Or maybe you could pop a card in the post for a family member who is feeling low. Little things that only take five minutes out of your day could make or break someone else's.
I've learnt the hard way that kindness is what keeps the world turning round. And I'm determined to spread a little bit more of it every single day.
And thank you to every single person who has shown me or my family some kindness and love and support in the past two months. You will never know how much it has meant to us.