Skip to main content

Good People

My morning started out a little rough.  It was barely 9am, and I thought my day was destined to be a bad one.

Luckily, it quickly became better --starting with getting my hair done, a task that has been neglected since I started working nearly three months ago.  After my hair appointment, I ran over the mall to make a few exchanges for my mom.  While I was there, I decided to pick up some lunch.  After ordering my food, I began to search for a table in the craziness that is the mall after Christmas.

I was beginning to think my search would end in no avail when an older man sitting at a table near me asked "Ma'am are you looking for a table?"

"Yes, I am but I think I see one that's about to be available over there," I said pointing.  I didn't want to make this gentleman get up from his seat.  Even if he wasn't eating, he was older and I thought his age warranted his sitting in that chair all day long if so chose.

But before I could walk away, he said "No ma'am.  I'm going to give you THIS table."

"Are you sure?!" I asked.

"Yes," he said with a grin on his face as he gently rose from his seat.  "I'm just passing the time anyway."

I thanked him thoroughly and felt a smile permeating my face as I sat down with my food thinking  "Chivalry is not dead."

I finished up my last errands and had just arrived home when I received a text message from a friend telling me she'd emailed me some correspondence she'd had with my husband who is away overseas.  In short, the conversation involved my husband thanking her and her family for the care packages they'd sent to him for Christmas and her response saying she was more than glad to help and how much she admired about me and my strength.

The conversation had me laughing at the beginning (at my husband's jokes and extreme admiration for chocolate) and in tears at the end reading the kind words from both him and her.  I don't think I'll ever be able to adequately express what her words meant to me, nor will I ever forget them.  Judging from all of the sweet things she wrote about me, I have a lot to live up to :)

So I guess the moral of this story is that there are still kind people in the world.  And even on your bad days, if you look hard enough, you'll find some good.

Thank you Lord for my blessings.

signature

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Southern Gentleman Baby Shower

Last month I helped throw my best friend (we met in 9th grade speech class :)) Lauren's baby shower for her soon-to-arrive baby boy, Gunner.  The shower had a "Southern gentleman" theme complete with bow ties, silhouettes and gingham print.  Personal touches and family items were used throughout, including baby Gunner's dad's bow ties :)


Gunner's daddy's "going home" outfit greeted guests at the sign in table, along with a framed "Southern gentleman in the making" print.


A variety of centerpieces graced the tables with groupings of baby mementos, flowers and photos.

An antique baby basket helped house the gifts.
The drink menu consisted of milk, apple juice (one of Lauren's cravings), fruit-infused water and coffee.
The menu was made of a variety of brunch goodies including fruit, doughnuts, muffins, shrimp and grits, breakfast casserole and a waffle bar. 
And of course no shower is complete without a little something sweet. These b…

Planes or Pearls? Gender Reveal Party

On Friday, June 28th, Jon and I headed out to see the gender of Baby Reutter.  Jon wanted to find out as soon as possible, and I wanted to wait to be surprised with everyone at the reveal party the next day. So we decided that he would find out and be the one set up the "big reveal."  Baby Reutter didn't want to cooperate on the first attempt but after some cold water, walking around and sweet patience from the ultrasound tech, we got the "money shot."  I'm not going to lie, it was a bit torturous at first to not be in the know with Jon, but after the first few hours, I was good to go and so excited about the surprise for the next day.  Here we are about to head out to the reveal appointment.
Now for the reveal party on Saturday...As mentioned before, I wanted a unique theme for the party.  Since Jon is a pilot, I thought planes would be a cute idea for a boy.  For the girl, I thought of pearls; they're sweet, feminine and also happen to be my birthsto…

Giraffe 1st Birthday

Over two months later, I'm finally getting around to posting on my nephew Cohen's first birthday!  Because he was born just six days before Christmas, it was important to my sister, Meredith, to have a party to make him feel special, separate of the normal seasonal celebrations.  And I'm always up for a planning a good party!

Since Cohen was little baby, he has loved giraffes.  First introduced with the paper mache bust hanging over the changing pad in his nursery(here), my sister says he's been a fan ever since.  Using that as the inspiration, the party planning began.  Meredith found an invitation she liked at Tiny Prints and thus the color palette of green, yellow and brown was established.


Cohen wore a monogrammed yellow chevron coverall on the big day, and the cheerful pattern was also used throughout the party.  To create a prominent backdrop on the fireplace mantel, we covered a remant piece of beadboard with chevron fabric.  It made a big statement with little…