Today is my VERY happy birthday. I think I must have the very best neighbor ever. He called and asked to speak to Bob (my husband). Later Bob came in with a dozen red roses and singing (off-key as we all do in this family) Happy Birthday. I knew where they had come from but the neighbor wanted me to think my husband had ordered them. How often do we do something and not want to take credit for it?
Every day I am reminded how much kindness is in this world.