This month it is my birthday. I do not make a big deal of my birthdays and the best present for me is spending time with my friends and family.
I will be turning 32 (going on 302- and I’m not kidding- although I may look slightly better than a 302 year old). For the last some what years, I keep thinking I am a year older than what I am- not sure why as quite frankly who wants to make themselves older (unless, of course you are 20).
But I digress.
I came across this post about a man celebrating his 32nd birthday with 32 acts of kindness and I thought it would be a wonderful idea to spend the next 32 days doing one random act of kindness a day.
I’m not quite sure how I intend to keep track of this as the one thing mom always says is that the one hand need not know what the other hand is doing. I agree with her and believe that if you want to do something good or kind; do it because you want to, not for praise or recognition. So I won’t be posting anything on it.
What concerns me and bothers me to the core is that I actually have to wonder what acts of kindness I will need to do over the next 32 days. I think it is quite sad that I cannot think of 32 kind things. What does that say of me as a person.
I will however take it day by day because really how hard can it be to do one, random, kind thing a day?