on being nice

It has always been a common thing for people to mention how amazingly nice my grandmother is, and it is true. She never had a bad thing to say about anyone, would show kindness towards everyone and find good in all people (even the drunk who caused a car accident we were involved in years ago). Now I am seeing this with my mother. Don't get me wrong, I have always known my mother is kind, loving and caring (though she doesn't find the good in everyone....and I think you know who I am talking about, mom. hee hee) but now I am hearing people point out how nice she is when I meet them. Last night, mom couldn't make it to yoga class because she had the unfortunate situation of watching the Islanders lose to the Rangers (GRRRRR!). When I arrived at class many of the woman, after realizing I am my mom's daughter, let me know how incredibly nice she is.

I would say that is not a bad reputation to have. Being nice and kind. And I am proud to say that she is my mom, my mother....my mommola pastramola! I just hope that I, too, show kindness to others often. Not for the recognition, but to make those around me feel good and share the joy that I feel.

Be nice.