If you follow me on Instagram, you probably know I'm currently doing a yoga challenge mixed with a kindness challenge. It's the #KarmaCyclesKindess challenge there. Every day, along with a yoga pose, we also suggest an act of kindness. It's ranged from mailing out a card for someone to letting the person go in front of you in life to sending a text to a friend letting them know you are thinking of them. Fairly simple kindness stuff that we should probably always do, but often forget to.
Since kindness as been on my mind a little more than normal, I saw a moment where I could really help someone out. Let me set the scene.
I just pulled in my car to the parking lot of my apartment complex. As I was getting out of my car, I noticed a young woman getting out of hers. She had groceries in one hand, a baby in a carrier in the other, and was trying to figure out how to grab the door gate sitting on the trunk of her car. I rushed over, and said, "Please let me help you! You have so much stuff in your hands already."
"Really?" She hesitated, but then agreed and I grabbed the baby gate...which wasn't locked and swung open to full size.
"Whoa, wasn't expecting it to do that..." I said, laughing it off. "Do you want me to carry some of your groceries? I still have a free hand."
She declined. I'm sure she was thinking I'd probably accidentally drop them since my first move was rather klutzy. We made small talk as we walked up the sidewalk. Her son was 9 months old and she'd just moved in the building in November.
The complex requires a key to get into the building. It's a bit of a hassle and I often complain that if the landlord would just give us decent locks on our apartment doors, there would be no need for this extra security locked door entrance. She agreed with my statement and added that it's impossible to open when you have your hands full. She asked how I managed to carry in groceries, open the door and make it upstairs? I admitted, I do it as fast as possible and I'm often out of breath by the time I get to my door.
I told her I would unlock the door since my hands were free. I grabbed my keys and immediately dropped them. I'm normally not this dropsy but for some reason, I really was this particular day! Not only did I drop my keys, but the key to the main door somehow jammed up inside of the key ring. I shook it but it didn't budge. I shifted the other keys. It wasn't coming out.
"Gosh, I'm sorry, I've been trying to be helpful but it's been nothing but a disaster." I apologized.
"Here... just take my keys." She said with a bit of frustration. I opened the door and walked with her to her door, dropping the gate off and wishing her a good day. She thanked me for my efforts and I headed on my way, somewhat wondering why karma wasn't making my act of kindness easy!
I had to take all my keys off the key chain in order to fix the key jam I'd managed to do earlier by dropping my keys, just so I could get in the door. Once I made it in side, I sat down on my futon and thought... kindness is so much harder than it seems!