This week has been a shocker. You don’t need a sleep deprived mummy blogger to tell you that. Regardless of whether you decided to leave or stay, there is no denying that the country has been plunged into turmoil (temporary as this may or may not be). Social media, which is usually largely filled with fluffy photos of people’s kids / dogs / hamsters, happy holidays and drunken night outs, have been replaced by angry, sad and sometimes smug posts as people stoically defend their position – in or out. But today I want to talk about something different – the kindness of strangers.
Two things have happened to us over the last few weeks.
Yesterday a kind lady, seeing how much my little boy was enjoying a his ride on a mechanical horse as we waited to pick up his sister from ballet, paid for him to have an extra go. There was no hidden agenda on this lady’s part, simply stating that his “smile has brightened her day.” On a day that could only be described as down right depressing, this lady had made my son smile a few minutes longer, and it had cheered me knowing we had hopefully made her happy too.
In a world where my children’s behaviour often incites more tuts and scowls than smiles and warm words, these random acts of kindness go a long way to better the day of an often sleep deprived, stressed out mum and for this I was very grateful.
Then last week a kind stranger, who also happens to be an editor at a large publishing house, got in touch. Having read a post where I had mentioned my long-held ambition to write a book, she messaged me to see if she could help. This wasn’t a formal meeting (no book deal just yet!), rather the offer of a chat with a local mum who was in a position to give me some tips and hints on how I could make my dream a reality. Again there was no hidden agenda, only receiving a coffee in return, but this lady’s kind word’s of advice and encouragement have set me on a path where writing a book no longer feels like just a pipe dream. I left our one hour chat, which easily could have never happened, feeling motivated, confident and excited about what the future might hold for me as a writer. Of course there are no guarantees, but thanks to this kind stranger I’m now in a position to try and I’m going to give it a bloody good punt.
What am I trying to say? That by giving just an hour or so of her time, this kind stranger has potentially changed the course of my future for the better. Imagine if we were to all do the same. Granted, my advice is currently limited to blogging badly and bum wiping, but I hope one day to pass on the favour.
So for the next few weeks there will be a little less blogging. Instead I will be squirrelling away on a submission for a writing course that will hopefully help me bash put the book I’ve always dreamed of.
Who knows whether I will be accepted but, I wanted to say a big thank you to the kind stranger who at the very least helped me try.