What was the last genuinely kind thing you did?
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When i was in Washington D.C. I gave a homeless man my $100 dollars spending money. Instead of spending it on something that would probably rot my teeth or brain. I gave it to him, because i knew he was much worse off, and needed it more then i did. and if he was lying, well who am I to judge, God will do that in the end. I was just doing my part and being nice.
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awwwie that was cute i give u 100% cua that made me smile \n\nHAPPY THANXGIVING TO YOU TOO :)
1013699
Close (Nov 17) my kindred spirit!
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just got finished having some thanks for asking ;-)
510582
I got the Sunday Paper out of the recycle bin for my neighbor, and will hold it for her until her return. Nice question.  If everyone performed one random act of kindness this world would be a lot better. Blessing to you.
738460
Some of the most lovingliest moments I've ever had were in the back seat of my karma......thanks for asking.....
259593
I try to be nice every chance I have with people.  I am a very giving person and very loving and I often do small things for my friends and family; random-no-special-occassion gifts, cards, flowers, etc... but one really big thing I did before for a friend was when she left her abusive husband... she had 3 little daughters at the time and was very poor financially.  So, one day... I took her to Wal-Mart and we filled up 3 carts full of clothes, toys, books, groceries, household supplies, etc... for her and her 3 kids!  Then afterwards, I took them out to dinner to Ryan's steakhouse.\n\nUnfortunately, she never said "thank you", even though she made her daughter's say it... and she ended up later hurting me terribly...\n\nI still don't regret what I did for her though.  Her children needed and deserved clothes that didn't smell like urine and food that wasn't rotten.
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The nicest thing anyone has done was an offer from a dear friend of mine to pick me up in Portland Oregon from Salt lake Utah and drive me to my daughters funeral in Los Angeles.  So i wouldn't be alone and would have someone to process the grief with.  I couldn;t take her kind offer because I knew it was something I had to do alone.   \n\nThe worst thing is the man that was responsible for her death (he didnt kill her I hope anyway but if I hadnt known him it wouldnt have happened which is far to complex to explain here)  made sure I was homeless broke my nose several times and tried to kill me, after taking all my cats .  I was in love with him and waited for twelve years for him to show up. He showed up five years after her funeral, I had already waited seven for him then. That was six years ago.
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I feel a little arrogant answering this question-- God has given me the gift of grace so all things I do are solely by his power... I feel the most memorable thing I have done is buy a young woman a bus ticket, she wasn't asking for it, she was trying to negotiate with the greyhound guy how to get a ticket to get home, her's was stolen, I was blessed enough to have just enough money in my wallet to buy her some help getting home, she cried\nIt was just paying forward all the things god and my family and friends and even strangers have done for me
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After we'd been together for just about a month and a half, I was going to go to a concert on a Sunday to see my all time favorite - Paul Mccartney (the concert was several hours away from my home). My better half decided to surprise me with a quick getaway to Vermont beforehand, so I could meet his friends and he could show me his hometown... and have me back by Sunday morning so I would be ready to go to my concert. \n\nWe arrived Friday night in Vermont and he had gotten us a room in the most amazing resort, it was stunning and we had a lovely dinner at our favorite restaurant (we both loved the restaurant from before we'd met, this was our first time going there together) and had a wonderful time... He had me home Sunday morning so I could go see my beloved Paul McCartney... the concert was good, but it didn't hold a candle to the rest of the weekend!\n\nps- we're getting married at that resort in a few months... four years later =)
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Taking care of my uncle.  Had a full day planned - drop some stuff off at a charity on the way to his doctor's appt, pick some wine up for him to drink, stop at the Food Emporium near the return bus stop for groceries, stop at the bank to get cash for Xmas gifts for the staff at our apartment (we were away), stop at Duane Reade for milk, stop at the corner for bananas & other fruit, vegetables.  And somewhere in the middle get lunch since we were fasting for the doctor's visit.\nPlan didn't work out.  The charity had moved.  The first downtown bus wouldn't let me on with the stuff I hadn't been able to donate.  Getting off the next bus (I'd rearranged the stuff so I could close the cart), while running, trying to make up time, I managed to trip over the cart, went sprawling -- scraping shins, bruising backs (Don't ask me how I managed to bruise the backs) of my hands, and smacking my cheek into the sidewalk. (Luckily - no scrape. Doc says I'll have black eye.) I also bruised my shoulder but didn't realize that until this evening.  Someone who worked at the building was quite solicitous & wanted to call for help, was convinced I was badly hurt & didn't realize it - but we were late for the doctor - just across the street.  \n\nSo we ended up with two appointments (one for me and one for my uncle).  My uncle, as I suspected, was not well.  We were sent immediately to get a chest x-ray.  I had asked and there weren't any places nearby to donate the stuff I had brought, so, charity went out the window and I put cart and contents next to a trash bin on the street.  We took a cab to get the xrays. The cab left us off at the wrong street - but we wandered around inside the hospital until we found the right department. After the first xray, they decided they needed another more sophisticated one. They needed me to help my uncle into position. (He's had several strokes & isn't always able to follow directions well.)\n\nWe waited for our doctor to talk to the xray doctor. Then they decided a cat scan was needed. We sat for awhile again. But my uncle was just about faint from hunger - it was now about 3:30pm and he hadn't had anything to eat since the night before.  We were told there was enough time for us to go up to the cafeteria to get something to eat. So we did.  After the cat scan, I thought we were supposed to find out whether he would have to be admitted to the hospital or not.  The technician knew nothing about it - said I should call my doctor from the courtesy phone back in the waiting room.  Someone else was on the phone - forever.  Finally got to use the phone - took 3 or 4 tries to figure out that I didn't need to use the area code - weird.  Turns out that it takes awhile to get the results of cat scans so we could go home - but my uncle (86) needed to use the bathroom first.  While waiting, the doctor who reads the cat scans came by looking for us!! (nice hospital - Mt. Sinai, nice people!)  Said he thought it likely the fluid in my uncle's lungs was related to his heart and not likely to be cancer. I breathed a sigh of relief. With the heart, there's more time for us to be together, more things that can be done to improve his health.  \nWe got a couple of buses home.  The elevator was broken. AGAIN.  We had to take the front elevator, walk up a flight of stairs, walk across the roof and down a flight of stairs.  This took awhile. This broken elevator routine is getting old - even if my uncle weren't sick.  \n\nRemoved the pill from the pill box that the doctor decided my uncle shouldn't take any more, gave the rest with a glass of water to my uncle for him to take.  Fixed the top sheet on his bed - it keeps coming out because the mattress is too deep. Put my uncle to bed as he was exhausted from the long day. Called my mother (uncle's sister) to see if what she had before we left could be related to or provide some clue as to what he has now.
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I live to give.  Or at least I used to. I used to love being a part of something and contributing and enjoyed the people I met and I enjoyed helping.  I'm a little burnt out these days so haven't done a lot of volunteer work.
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i cant think of a specific time i was helpful and the karma came back and took care of me. but i believe in it. i try my best to be nice to others at work and elsewhere. i let people in my lane when theres a lot of traffic and such. but i cant think of any time people where nice to me......no, nothing coming to mind. if i think of something ill adjust my answer then.
497013
you give thanks that you made it out ok.
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Much of the time. But in the past couple of months I have met someone who, through many long conversations, has helped me to be nicer to myself. He is much the same as me, and I think we have worked as a great team to help each other be better people :)
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did you ask it to save the last document if so it saved it for you
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where did you see it last