The best deed

Relatively recent I went through a divorce. It was painful and I was starting at the bottom. With no job, no money and at first no place to even live. I was beside myself. But my good friend, her husband, and their son took me in with open arms. Usually I am the one helping others, giving them food, a roof or even my shirt if they need be. So being on the other side was much different. They not only gave be a bed to rest my head, food to fill my belly, they gave me a feeling of safety. They gave me for the first time in my whole life, gave me the feeling of "home" and family. They gave me so much that I don't think I could ever repay .They did all of this without asking for anything in return.

They taught me the value of self love. Showed me how resilient I can be. They showed me the what true love really is. They opened my eyes and helped me discover who I was. They restored my faith with humanity. Many times they would go out for family dinners and without questioning they invited me along. They paid for my meals without holing it over my head or making me feel guilty. They helped show me the love I deserve from future romantic partners. They helped build up my self confidence.

Their act of kindness wasn't just one moment. It was on going. They gave me independence helping me get on my feet at my own pace. They helped me discover me. They helped me discover who I am. They helped me survive and experience true love, often people only associate with romantic partners. They did it through the kindness of their hearts expecting nothing in return. Without their kindness I probably would be on the streets or worse. They helped me get into my own place without them I would never have gotten to the point of being able to live on my own. They gave me the strong foundation to build a sturdy structure. They gave me the tools as well. Even to this day they add items to make this structure a strong, welcoming place.

They didn't do this for money, because well I didn't have any. They didn't do this for praise because they never said anything to anyone or post online about it. They did this because they wanted to be that person they once in their life before needed. They opened my eyes to so much.

I learned a good deed does not always have to be financial like buying a stranger coffee or a meal. Sometimes the best good deed is to show another love and compassion. To teach another empathy in a world that is quite often cold. A good deed can be helping someone's mental health. Sometimes its helping a person build their self love and confidence. Teaching them to look and notice those big red flags. They gave me new hope for the future which was previously dark and stormy, but now is clear and sunny.They not only helped me off the ground, but they opened their arms and treated me like family. A family I never had yet always longed for. While I may never be able to pay them back with what I think they deserve (which in my opinion would be a winning jackpot lottery ticket.) I can practice what I learned. I can do for others as they did myself. I can teach others what I have learned from them. Because sometimes the best things in life is not tangible.