Small acts of kindness mean far more than we know.
My parents were going through a vitriolic divorce and I was the pawn. This went on and on. With the usual huge weight on my shoulders, I walked into the post office feeling utterly alone. The woman in front of me had a small brown dachshund. It exploded with happiness when it saw me, jumping up, tail wagging, affirming my just being there. I was flooded with a wonderful feeling. Decades later I remember. A very small act of kindness made that day.
What small acts of kindness can you bring?
Research shows that the one sharing the kindness, even without knowing the outcome, benefits as much as the recipient.