Kindness is practical. Kindness is powerful. Kindness works.
“Sisters, we’re in this together and now is the time when we need to be THE kindest to each other!”
Death by a 1000 cuts. That’s how I describe the last 8 years of my mother’s life. But alongside the pain, I remember a life-changing moment of kindness.
Anxious and inconsolable, my 3 sisters and I snapped at each other in a hospital waiting room. After years of watching our complicated and vivacious mother fade away, we were at the breaking point when my oldest sister silenced us with wisdom and grace.
“Sisters!” She paused until we stopped talking.
“We’re in this together and now is the time when we need to be THE kindest to each other!”
At that moment, it felt like the world stopped turning. The frenzied energy of the hospital waiting room disappeared into the background. For the first time in a long time, my sisters and I really looked at one another, allowing the pain to just be. We reached for each other in a spontaneous group hug.
This moment changed me. Are the memories still incredibly painful? God yes, but but that moment of kindness and love so cushioned that pain. It still does.
This is the power of kindness in a shit storm. We are in a collective waiting room now and our country is in intensive care.
What I would give for a group hug.
Sisters, we’re in this together and now is the time when we need to be THE kindest to each other.