I worked for a veterinarian who once let an older woman leave his clinic without paying for the services for her dog received. He made no fuss; he knew that dog meant everything to her and she couldn’t afford the visit. He didn’t know I witnessed this moment; he probably would have been embarrassed simply because it wasn’t the kind of thing he liked to announce. He was a man of many quiet kindnesses.
There have been a few other times that I have had the opportunity to witness someone quietly giving, doing, creating something special for another…simply because they knew it was right, or would help, or might ease a little pain. There were no rewards, no awards, nothing received in return except their own knowledge of what they did. When I see things like this, my heart fills my chest in a way that makes my breath stop.
