It’s true, and not in a completely destroyed,heading off to an asylum, Blanche DuBois fashion. (This of course is the iconic final line spoken by Blanche DuBois in Tennessee Williams’ A Streetcar Named Desire.)
No, I mean it in a completely literal sense. Yesterday I was driving home when the battery light came on in my mommy-van. Not good. I hoped that I could nurse it to the side of the road, but as Murphy’s Law would have it, I was in the left turn lane and the engined stalled in the middle of the intersection. Momentum carried me 3/4 of the way through, but she was definitely going to require some pushing to get out of the middle of the street and to the curb. Crud! Dropping it into neutral, I climbed out, pushing with one hand and steering with the other. Mommy-vans are great for hauling kids and gear, but they are a b!$#h to get moving from a dead stop.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to do it alone since two separate gentlemen pulled over and jumped out to help me. Before I could even thank them properly, they had returned to their cars and gone about their business, as if to say, “It was no trouble, happy to help.”
It’s just this kind of unexpected kindness that SpReAd the Love is looking to foster and multiply. I could have pushed it myself, but my day was made a bit easier by two complete strangers who stopped what they were doing to help me. (And also by my neighbor who came to fetch me when I needed a ride home.). Kindness is out there, but if you can’t find it, just do it – you’ll be amazed how it comes back to you! 😉