Last week, my husband Larry and I flew to Michigan to attend our grandson Brigham's baptism. We were fortunate enough to be able to get our favorite seats--Larry got an aisle and I found a window, with one seat between us. I said a quick prayer of thanks that we would have a bit more room to stretch during the almost three hour flight.
It quickly became evident, though, that the plane would be filled to capacity, and I resigned myself that the center seat would be taken..
Within a few minutes, a stewardess announced that mother with a young child needed two seats together. Would anyone consider changing seats so that she could keep her child with her?
I volunteered and moved to a center seat in a different row. Once I was settled in to my new seat, I saw the young mother with a little boy make their way down the narrow aisle. In her arms was a tiny baby. I was doubly glad I'd offered to change seats. I remember traveling with two little children and being grateful for any help given along the way. The stewardess thanked me profusely and offered me a free (alcoholic) drink. I told her that wasn't necessary.
I relate this story not to "brag" about how generous I was in changing seats, for, in truth, it was a small matter and cost me nothing. It did, however, remind me that we are all in the position to extend a kindness. What would our world be like if we each gave a little something extra every day? Could we offer a compliment on a stranger's beautiful necklace? Could we volunteer to drive an older friend to the grocery store? Could we pick up trash in our neighborhood? The possibilities are limitless.
This I know for sure: I can't change the world, but I can make my small slice of it a better place.