The Kindness of Strangers

I got the day off. I didn’t have to write anything, it was done for me.

Btw, I have her permission to share this.

When I returned from my walk this morning, there was a PM waiting for me:

“Hi, I’ve been trying to come up with the nerve to write you. After your donation to my fundraiser I wanted to know why a complete stranger would donate to me. I reluctantly started the fundraiser because I believe there are so many other causes out there more important than mine. After your donation I was in so much shock. I figured I would get donations from my family or friends who felt sorry for me. For some reason I could tell yours was different and sent you a friend request. I wanted to know the person that was generous enough to give to me not out of obligation or guilt. Your pictures are so beautiful. I was showing my husband the other night in bed and told him we have to go one day. New Zealand has always been my bucket list place but now maybe Iceland. There is something so poetic about those ice diamonds laying on the beach so solid and so close to the water. I read some of your recent blog post. I love your humor and matter of fact view points. If you like fiction books my 13 year old begged me to read “The Fault in our Stars”. It ended up being one of the best books I have ever read. It reminded me of your writing. It also allowed me to talk with her about death and fear around it. I know she can tell I am scared with my disease. Anyway, I’m sorry if my message seems odd. I don’t normally reach out to people. For some reason just felt like I could talk with you and you would get it too. If you ever need someone to talk to that’s an outsider I will be happy to listen. I hope you are having a great day.”

Sara is a friend of a friend and I’ve been following her fundraiser and the very slow progress…

So today I decided to shake the trees a little harder to see what we could accomplish. By “we” I mean those of you who follow my writing.

What have “we” achieved in a few hours?

A lot- over 14% of her goal!

I know “we” can get this done and I know she appreciates it; so do her three children and her husband. How much did this mean to her?

Read on.

”I’m so overwhelmed you have no idea. I keep crying. I’ve been sick for the last two weeks and just in a really bad place. Thank you so much.”

Never, ever underestimate the impact of your actions. In general your gifts are returned many fold- I know mine was!

To my friends who donated and the ones who will, my heartfelt thanks!

And Sara, thanks for doing the work for me!

 

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