The power of acts of kindness and their influence on moods was a subject of a long conversation with my friend. It is such a positive interaction yet so underestimated in my opinion. Expressing appreciation in a meaningful way is not always the easiest. However, I absolutely adore acts of appreciations; big or small. Especially when I feel slightly tired, not myself, or driven crazy with literature review for my dissertation. Last few months for me were rather chaotic, hectic and stressful. I am not sure if I always had a chance to express my thankfulness for everything that my friends and family had the chance to do for me and their support was incredible but I noticed each single act of kindheartedness they had done.
Every little act of kindness makes me feel a fuzzy, warm feeling inside when someone does something without wanting anything in return. Their actions did make my days brighter, better and sunnier and since we do not get much sun in Aberdeen… Their empathy acts were not only making me feel better but also created a space for me to step back and take a few seconds to feel grateful that I am surrounded with such a loving, compassionate people.
What gives me this fuzzy warm feeling?
Asking me if I want breakfast in the morning. Even if I do not want any it is still extremely nice that someone thought about me. Nothing can be better than breakfast already ready to eat before the gym. It is such a treat to have someone, who is happy enough to make breakfast for two every day.
Clean kitchen tops and glass table without me asking for it. Did I mention that I live in a studio flat? If something is dirty, I have one option not to see it. Turn away and face the wall or sit in the bathroom. As you can imagine my inner cleaning animal just cannot not notice mess. Never again, black glass table! You can see every little piece of dust, not mentioning finger prints. Plus my arms are freezing when I write.
Morning tea or coffee ready for me before I even wake up. You probably do not know this but I am slightly OCD with my tea. In the mornings, I like a particular brand, with real honey, and a slice of lemon. Sounds easy to make? Yes, it is but for someone who does not drink tea at all it can be a bit of a hassle. Especially, when unaware of the order: water and tea bag first, leave for minute or two, and add honey and lemon last.
My gym clothes ready for me the on bed so I can avoid, for as long as I can, walking into my freezing wardrobe. Note to self: wardrobe without heating is not a great idea.
When someone makes sure that I am warm and lets me be a human blanket or duvet burrito.
My mum bringing me one of my favourite soups so I don’t have to make dinner later. Best mum ever. Did you try cucumber soup? Is delicious!
What are your favourite acts of kindness?