This meme resonated with me for so many reasons.
People are always asking me, “Why are you so nice?”
It’s like they think I have a hidden agenda: I don’t. Make no mistake, I have fangs when I need them and I will use them. I will stick up for my loved ones, those that can’t stick up for themselves, but yes, I am nice too. But just don’t mistake nice for naïve.
My nice is because I’ve experienced life, heartache and something no child ever should, but I choose nice over bitterness and anger because it’s stronger and braver to be kind and have a big heart.
I’m proud of that, and if nice frightens you, that’s a reflection on you, not me. Kindness, forgiveness – even when you think it’s impossible – is freedom. Unless you’ve been there, you will never know what that freedom feels likes. It’s liberating.
I’m lucky enough to meet so many people who do incredible things, some big, some small. These people who are incredibly kind with incredibly big hearts look after others, they care, they don’t expect anything in return.
Why do most of them help? Because usually it comes from an experience, from a past when they didn’t have such a wonderful life. Because back then, they all wished that someone was there for them, that someone offered a kind word, that someone cared enough to ask if they were okay, or cared enough to feed them, or were brave enough to get you out of a situation that wasn’t healthy.
If only they’d had that, things may have been a lot different. But for some of these people, they did have someone. Someone that gave a little bit of time, showed kindness, and it saved them.
I’m not an overly religious person, but I do believe that people should be kind. It’s not a weakness; it’s one of life’s biggest strengths.
To all you beautiful people with good hearts; you are amazing, because I know, that more than likely it came at a personal cost.
You are incredible.