- Posted by lifeteachesadmin
- On May 2, 2020
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- acts of kindness
Yesterday, on my way home after dropping Anthony off at the train at 5:30 am, I went through the Mcdonalds drive-thru and got a big coffee and a couple of breakfast sandwiches. I placed them under the bench that someone was sleeping on at the bus stop. I didn’t want to wake him or startle him, but I thought it would be a nice surprise when he wakes up. He can start his day with a smile. I think if I continue to see him there, I’ll do it periodically if I catch him sleeping at the time.
Then, after doing this a few times, I’ll leave him a business card (each time after that) and try to show up a little bit later so he may wake up and see me and meet me.
My intention is that he trusts me enough to really talk to me when we do meet.
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” ― Maya Angelou
I don’t know his story. I don’t know anything about why he’s sleeping on a bus stop bench. I can only guess that he does not smile very often. I don’t know who he talks to, hangs out with, what his habits are, what he thinks about, or who he is.
I also don’t know how he feels about sleeping in such a public place. Maybe he likes being visible. Maybe it makes him feel safe knowing that people (like me) can see him and get to know him, or maybe (more often the case from my experience of talking to others who do the same) he feels like he doesn’t have a choice. If that’s the case, he probably lives his whole life in fear, most likely thinking that nobody would give two shits about him.
I give two shits about him. I want him to know that. This is why I created Life Teaches Foundation.
He deserves to Feel Seen!
He deserves to Be Heard!
He deserves to know that he matters!
When we meet, I will ask him his story. I will find out if/how I can support him. I will connect him with people and organizations that have the resources to help him in some way or another. Usually, in this kind of scenario, it turns out that they need financial resources, maybe job training, mental health services, sometimes even physical health services. I met one guy who found out he had an autoimmune disease that was messing with his kidneys. That’s why he ended up losing his well-paying job as a machinist, thereby losing his apartment and ending up where he is.
The point is, nobody knows their stories. People are quick to judge and make assumptions based on what they see. People fear each other rather than trust each other.
I will also do my best to stay in touch with him and follow his story. I want to make sure he continues to feel supported. I want him to know that, no matter what’s going on in his world, there is someone who cares and he should never feel all alone (nor anyone).
People are afraid to seek out help for fear of being judged. Society says one thing, but people think and feel another. The messages aren’t consistent. Society says we’re here to help, but many of us grew up believing that it’s a weak person who needs help or we doubt our worthiness of someone’s help or resources.
I dream of a perfect world, where people respect themselves & each other. People treat one another the way everyone deserves to be treated. This an idea of the world I dream of. This is the world I work toward.
The World I see begins with Me!