It's so true, isn't it? Life is in the moments, the small things that make us feel big feelings. A look, a wink, a laugh. These little things make our lives interesting, wonderful, and special. Often these moments happen and you don't realize until later the magic that was in them. Other times the magic bitch slaps you so hard it can't go unnoticed.
Earlier in the week I had to pay bills [this is not the magical life detail I'm referring to]. One of these bills (ok, fine, two of them) were to a large credit card company. I logged into the app using my fingerprint as the password and nothing happened except I got a message "blah blah blah call customer service" or something like that. I tried a few more times just in case it was a fluke. I even tried to type in my password, imagine the effort! Just the same message again and again. Begrudgingly I called customer service. As I went through the automated system I started to worry that maybe my account had been hijacked and all my credit maxed out [ha! jokes on you hacker!]. Ultimately I ended up talking to a real person I will refer to as M. M was super nice and assured me there was nothing suspicious about my account. She was patient while I tried to log in again to no avail. She stayed kind and calm while I hoisted out the ol' laptop to log in from the actual website. Aha! They wanted me to change the password. M stayed on the line, chatting while I updated my password and made sure it worked. She heard Roman "stretching his vocal chords" in the background and asked me about him. With two kids of her own she can relate to #infantlife. My new password worked, I thanked her for her patience and bid her adieu. I felt like an old lady having just called customer service because of a password change, but otherwise it was a lovely, ordinary interaction.
Fast forward to 3 hours ago. I'm snowed in with the baby for company. I had ordered a movie for him through Amazon and despite the massive storm we just had it's still supposed to arrive today. I go outside and low and behold, there is an Amazon box on my doorstep. Excellent! I should have noticed that it was addressed to me instead of Troy (we share a Prime account under his name, shhh don't tell anyone), but rather than being observant I tore through the box with my bare hands. Inside was not the movie, nope, it was a lovely mother/baby skin care gift set. My first thought was "???" and then I found The Note. It reads:
"I know how exhausting being a mom can be! You sound like a great mother that loves her family! I thought this would help pamper your little baby! Best Wishes, M"
That's when my jaw dropped to the floor and a rush of gratitude and love for humanity filled my soul. The fact that a woman I only spoke to for a few minutes took the time out of her day to order me a gift and write an incredibly thoughtful note is truly awesome. I don't mean awesome like "dude, how awesome bruh" I mean like my mouth is agape, harps are playing, and I am in awe.
I'll admit that lately I have lost some faith in human beings. The stories of hatred are incessant. Bombings, bullying, animal abuse, constant ridicule of each other's lifestyles, celebrity name calling (I'm looking at you President Elect), and it's hard to see the bright spots. Then a package is dropped on your doorstep, and it's one mom reaching out to another mom without judgement or expectation, and I sigh a huge relief knowing that strangers can still be kind to one another. Thank you, M, for refreshing my hope in humanity and for the silky soft skin!
Strangers, what has been a bright spot for you this week?