As a teenager I was struck by the care of a friend when I didn’t deserve it. I’d used anger and been unkind, and in return this friend showed love. It turned my world around. This was someone outside my family, who owed me nothing, and chose in that moment to help me see a better way in how I could deal with frustration. In a small way that changed me, and I want to thank my friend for that. 

Over the years I’ve sometimes succeeded in showing kindness as a default, but often failed. I hope, as I get older, that I’ll find ways to show love when it’s not deserved.