The Joy of Helping

We spent one weekend helping my aunt move Houses.She Lives alone, she suffers from Cancer, she also recently lost her husband to Cancer. Well it may seem nothing much or anything to write about. But when you come to think of it, how many of you, have lately gone out of your comfort zone or your busy weekend schedule (Yeah! That’s right…) to help somebody out?

Did she need our help? I am sure there are so many that could have helped her. Well what matters is that we were there for her. We only realized how much of a difference we (that’s me and my wife) made by being there and taking care of things when we had finally finished setting up her home. At the end of the day we were so tired and exhausted, but the feeling was absolutely awesome, to know that we had made a big difference to somebody.

Sometimes the small things to us make a huge difference to others. We all can be generous. We all can help. It’s up to us to make the shift.

When we die what we take with us are memories and the good and bad that we have done.

Make a difference in someone else lives today. You will be remembered for who you were and not for the car you drove or the house you built.

Act today, I know I have done it, and will definitely do it again, what about you?