Listening is an act of kindness.
Sometimes my acts of kindness are intentional. I really have to stop and think, “What can I do today to extend kindness?” Who knew it takes thought!?
I was out running errands yesterday, and I felt led to stop by the pizza place. I knew Boss man would be there alone preparing for another day of business, but I also knew, he’s had a rough week.
I walked in and found him sitting at a table.
I sat down beside him, touched his arm and asked, “How’s your heartbeat? Tell me about your week.”
That’s all it took for the floodgates to open.
I just sat and listened.
I didn’t offer my opinion or any advice. I gently touched his arm when he shared something painful, just to reassure him of my presence.
Twenty minutes later, he was unburdened.
He began laughing and joking with me as he walked into the kitchen to get it ready for lunch. He was a little more free to enjoy this part of his day.
As I was leaving he thanked me for stopping by, but I didn’t really feel like I did anything. All I did was listen, but that’s all he needed. Let them unload.