Kindness

Sometimes kindness is a frizzled, grey woman who blows into a parking lot on the edge of a cold November wind, carrying tins and baggies, feeding creatures that have no one else to look after them.  And when asked why she does it, she turns with conviction and declares: "Because it's hard out there."

Let's remember that it is, indeed, "hard out there" for people too, and let's be kind to everyone we meet, at every moment.
Love,
~Mersydotes