Parking Meters + Kindness

I can see the end of winter, in the distance, but within view. The February light--extended and brighter--saves me, daily. And I read another article about acts of kindness. How kindness, to loved ones or strangers, makes us happier. We're content when we gift in a genuine way.

So I took 20 quarters from our change jar, walked downtown, and fed meters. Any expired meter received a quarter. I felt a bit subversive (especially when I saw the guy giving tickets), but I also felt open-hearted. Open-hearted in a different way. In a way where my actions weren't the centerpiece. Where a "thank you" was not expected. I felt great knowing that someone might step outside and think: "huh, I really thought I would get a ticket" and then smile at her luck. 

There are endless opportunities for kindness. And this gives me faith in the world. Kindness matters, big or small. (And feeding meters can put a smile on your face and a skip in your step.)