She knows how much we love her
Let love life her up
Then she recited another
To be Sasya
One must first dream then act out
Small but strong she grows
Another poem was written on a card by my second friend,
Let your heart be true
Let your eyes be open
Relish the rain and sun
Forgiveness is our road to true compassion
Love yourself
Honor all
Which she followed by one of her favorite quotes.
“Peace is every step.”
—Thich Nhat Hanh
And then she handed me a pink crystal rock. “This is your gratitude rock.”
I looked at the strangers looking at us from the next table and started to cry.
The third friend opened up a poetry book from the 1940’s that she had picked up at a garage sale after skimming through it and read the following.
Giving and Forgiving
What makes life worth the living
Is our giving and forgiving;
Giving tiny bits of kindness
That will leave a joy behind us,
And forgiving bitter trifles
That the right word often stifles,
For the little things are bigger
Than we often stop to figure.
What makes life worth the living
Is our giving and forgiving.
—Thomas Grant Springer
“When you called we knew we had to do something,” she continued. “So we said, ‘Okay! We have fifteen minutes to do something for her’ and we broke to our separate corners and came up with these.”
I couldn’t believe it. I was in the presence of those tiny bits of kindness and they were around me all of the time, just waiting for me to say, “I can’t do this alone.”

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