Pay It Forward Friday #6




I’ve had the best time reading everyone’s Pay It Forward’s!

This week I have not so much a Pay It Forward, but more of a

What any decent human being would do…


I was leaving work after an evening shift this week, at about midnight, and walking through the deserted hospital to the parking garage.  (If you’ve ever been in a hospital at night, it’s pretty much empty of all ancillary staff.  The cafeteria is closed, the volunteers are home, there really is no one walking around.  It’s kind of eerie, yet peaceful at the same time.)

Out of the blue, I saw a middle aged woman wandering around and my first thought was that she looked like a deer in headlights.

She asked me if I could help her find her way out of the hospital to the parking lot by the Emergency Room.  She said she took her husband into the ER earlier and they had admitted him to the ICU and now she couldn’t find her way back to her car.

From where we were, the ER parking lot was on the complete opposite side of the hospital campus.  But I was tired, my feet hurt, and I wanted to go home.

“I’ll help you get there,” I said.

And then she broke down.


She told me how her husband had just been diagnosed with a brain tumor a few days ago and was going to have surgery to remove it.  In the next few minutes she told me all her fears and anxieties and sadness at this news. She cried and cried and let it all out to me.  Me…a complete and utter stranger.

I just hugged her and introduced myself and walked her back to the unit where I worked where I called Security to help us out.

I walked her to the opposite side of the hospital where a Security Guard would be waiting for us. 

When we got there, I hugged her again and told her I would pray for her and her family.  She thanked me profusely.

And then I started the trek back to the other side of the hospital to where my car was parked, sad for her but grateful it wasn’t me.

Which brings me to my ultimate Life Question…

Why do bad things happen?

I hope her husband’s surgery was successful, but I guess I will never know.

I wish I could be more like my mom… Because my mom would’ve sat down with her right then and there and prayed WITH her.

I wish things like brain tumors and cancers and wars and terrorism and the like didn’t exist.

But I will try to make my little corner of the world a little bit better.



Pay It Forward Friday #5




It’s that time again!  Time to ponder the good we tried to pass on over the past week.

For me, I paid for the person in line after me at the McDonald’s drive-thru and then sped off as fast as I could so the person didn’t think they owed me anything.  In this process, I almost crashed into two people and an SUV so I wouldn’t suggest to anyone to try and drive away like a maniac.  If they want to say “Thank You”, then let them. We don’t want anyone hurt or injured, right?  Lesson well received…

The kids were in the car with me. After all I am trying to teach them the valuable lesson of giving without expecting anything in response.  But all I think they learned was how to give the finger to a crazy person speeding away after almost hitting them.

My friend Amy posted this article and I am sharing it with you.  Here are some great acts of kindness to inspire and restore your faith in humanity.  You can find it here.

Enjoy these, I did.  They brought tears to my eyes.

Post about what you did and how you did it safely.




Pay It Forward Friday #2


Harder Than I Thought It Would Be…



Truthfully, this is harder than I thought it would be…how could doing one simple, little nice thing be so difficult for me this past week?

Because sometimes I forget, sometimes I am nasty, sometimes I don’t really feel like it.

I meant to surprise some little kid at the ice rink by leaving some money in a baggie on a vending machine, but I was in a rush to get my son to his game and had too many other things on my mind, so I forgot…

I meant to leave a home-baked treat on my cranky neighbor’s porch, but then he yelled at my son for accidentally kicking a ball into his yard, so I thought, “Screw you, Jerk.” (See, I told you I am nasty sometimes…Remind me to get a 6 foot fence…)

I meant to send a card to an old friend who I haven’t talked to in a while, but I kept putting it off, distracted by all the “day to day” chores and errands that fill up my day.

I meant to, I meant to, I meant to…

So here I am on Friday…

The best thing I did was to offer to cover a co-worker’s weekend night shift so she could go to some party but I did this grudgingly….(during the summer I work only weekends so any free weekend night is precious to me.)

I’m a nurse, did I mention that?

How was your week?  I would love to hear what you did…


Pay It Forward Friday #1



At the beginning of this week, I posted about this concept about “paying it forward” inspired by our trip to New Orleans.  You can read about it here.

I think I picked the wrong week to start this because I am a crabby, crabby mess.  I blame it on peri-menopause and hormones because, let’s face it, what the hell else is there to blame it on?  Not even the Blackhawks winning the first game of the Stanley Cup could flip me out of my funk.  I think I counted AT LEAST 5 people I wanted to punch in the throat.

On top of all that, I had computer issues.  Big ones.  It’s a very good thing I didn’t throw the damn computer out the window a couple times.  My children and husband have been running for cover for the last few days.  I feel sorta bad about this, but believe me,  I believe I am acting rationally.  Doesn’t everyone cry, laugh and then yell all in one sit-down dinner?  No?  Well too darn bad…for 2 or 3 days out of the month, I do!

By the way,  I wish I had a Red Tent to retreat to…(literal reference to one of my favorite books.  Go read it!)

So…..I digress.

But here it is…



I started something and I want to follow through with it.

For our first week, we bought a small geranium and made a card.


We wrote a little note inside it…



And left it on a park bench…


We didn’t see who took it, but in my mental state, I actually thought to myself, “Self, what if no one takes it and it’s just sitting there all night long and this nice gesture is left there to fall over and geese poop on it?”

Well, someone must’ve taken it, because I did check back an hour later and it was gone.  And my bad mood was gone too.  It felt really, really good to imagine someone picking it up, being surprised and taking it home.

What did YOU do?  I would love to hear all about it. 

If you have a blog, feel free to link in and link back to your blog.

If you don’t have a blog, please just use the comment section to tell me (and everyone else) all about it.  I can’t wait to hear all about it.