Into the Day

Random acts of kindness are greatly underrated ~ Today, first thing this morning, I fired off an e-mail to my potential genealogist's office with the information they had requested. In the e-mail I briefly explained my situation again, mentioned that determining if I have EDS was a matter of life or death. I kindly asked for someone to acknowledge receipt of the e-mail. Jaded by bad experiences in the past, I didn't have any expectations for a reply for at least a week. What happened next brought tears to my eyes.

Eleven minutes later, I received a response ~ the medical secretary thanked me for sending in my info and told me that she had already handed off the info to the powers that be in the office. She continued by saying that if I needed anything else to please call her. Some of you may be thinking,

"What's the big deal ~ there's nothing remarkable about her response!"

To me, her quick response and willingness to help me were like a warm embrace. I have been pitted up against so many rude, callused, inconsiderate, arrogant people recently I just turn into a puddle of tears when someone is nice to me. I replied back and let her know how much her kind words meant to me and she told me that they would be calling me soon with an update!

The art of practicing random acts of kindness still exist today ~ the woman I communicated with today didn't do anything special, but she was compassionate and I really appreciated it!

Into the Light ~ Bebo Norman

You could turn a hundred years and never empty all your fears
They’re pouring out like broken words and broken bones
They could fill a thousand pages, be the cry for all the ages
And the song for every soul who stands alone

The ache of life is more than you are able

Hold on love, don’t give up
Don’t close your eyes
The light is breaking through the night

Step out into the day, all the clouds and all the rain are gone
It’s over now
Step out into the sun, for you have only begun to know
What it’s all about
As the hungering dark gives way to the dawn, my love
It’s over now

Time will let the story told grow and grow ‘til it unfolds
In a way that even you cannot ignore
You can say the seasons change but never if you just remain
In a place where the freeze is at your door

What you don’t know is the signs are right for the turning tide

Hold on, hold on
It won’t be long
So hold on