Archive | February, 2015

Words

19 Feb

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A Simple Act

8 Feb

I have always been a firm believer in random acts of kindness. I especially like the kind that the person receiving does not know who the giver was, no kind of recognition needed… a simple act to hopefully lighten the persons spirit even if for just a moment.

While this act was not of the anonymous type, the person who possibly reaped more of a benefit from it was the giver, me.

Saturday night in Pittsburgh we were meeting a woman and her husband in order to give them tickets to the Garth Brooks concert they had purchased from us (well really, Sandi handled the whole organization of the selling of the tickets) as Sandi had secured a different set of tickets that were better seats, and so we sold the ones we had purchased to not lose out on funds. Through the selling process this past week, Sandi learned that the woman who was purchasing them was currently battling breast cancer, she even said to Sandi that she felt this ticket purchase was meant to be as they began talking and she learned that Sandi was involved in breast cancer events and fundraising and that her mom is a 15 year survivor.

So we arrive at the Consol Center at the agreed upon meeting location and they found each other right away. The woman had a pink hat on, covering her quarter inch hair that has just started to grow back. Sandi introduced us and we walked in making sure that we got through with all the ticket exchaanges, etc. We then wished the woman and her husband well and told them we hoped they enjoyed the concert.

We rode the escalator a few sets of people behind them up to the arena and the whole time I kept looking at the pink silicone bracelet that has adorned my wrist for the last almost 5 years since my mom’s passing. A bracelet that I do not take off, I wear it 24 hours a day. A constant reminder for me of my mom’s battle and the promise I made to her that I would not give up until a cure was found.

When we reached the top of the escalator I moved quickly through the people and caught up with the lady and her husband. I tapped her on the shoulder and told her I wanted to give her something. I slipped the bracelet off my wrist and placed it on her’s. I told her that the bracelet has gone to 9 Susan G Komen 3-Day breast cancer events, that it has helped me through the death of my mom in that it provided a promise that we would never give up. I told her to kick cancer’s ass and that I was proud of her. And with that, I turned and walked away… glancing down at my wrist that no longer was adorned with pink, but with a full heart knowing that in that moment I felt I made a difference.

While just a piece of silicone, and something that cost no more than $1.00, the memories of it are priceless and the memories that it will have go forward I hope will be just as precious.

What you do matters.