Just when I was fairly certain that the world was going to Hell in a hand basket- Donald Trump leading in the Republican Party polls, people embracing the term “anchor babies, ” Subway’s lead spokesman confessing to charges of child pornography, and Josh Duggard… yeah, I wasn’t feeling optimistic towards mankind, but then a stranger gave me hope, and reaffirmed that people are good and kind.
My little dog was hit and killed by a car, a gate mistakenly left open, an accident with the saddest consequences, my heart breaking when I picked her up from the side of the road. I had no idea how long she’d been there, if she’d suffered, how it happened. It was devastating no matter what, but the not knowing, the wondering if she’d suffered was a special kind of torture on my soul.
Two days after the accident, some flowers and a card were left by my mailbox, I assumed they had been left by a friend, but when I opened the card it was from a stranger, a girl who had seen my little dog get hit, she assured me that she hadn’t suffered, that her end came quickly, and suddenly, a swift death without any lingering. I wept with gratitude, the kindness of a stranger bringing me comfort, her words a salve on my grief, her kindness affirmation of the goodness in people.
Donald Trump might be leading in the polls, and the likes of Josh Duggard fuel for late night comedians, but the kindness of one girl gives me hope, and reaffirms what I’ve always known to be true, there is more good in this world than bad.