Mom and I took an elderly lady we work for to a dental appointment. I considered letting mom go solo but changed my mind and I’m extra glad I did. read more →

I didn’t have enough at the register one time when my son was a baby. I was only short a few dollars or so. read more →

Gratitude … goes beyond the “mine” and “thine” and claims the truth that all of life is a pure gift. In the past, I always thought of gratitude as a spontaneous response to the awareness of gifts received, but now I realize that gratitude can also be lived as a discipline. The discipline of gratitude is the explicit effort to acknowledge that all I am and have is given to me as a gift of love, a gift to be celebrated with joy.

– Henri J. M. Nouwen

Several years ago I had the opportunity to attend an education conference in San Francisco, CA. While I was there, I learned many exciting findings from the “science of happiness.” That weekend revolutionized my perspectives related to teaching and parenting. Since then I have been on a quest to create a happier classroom and to help other teachers do the same thing.

One lesson I learned at the conference pertains to the relationship between happiness and success. As recent research has shown, success does not always lead to happiness. Many of us know this from experience. For example, landing a highly coveted job and buying your dream home may not necessarily result in a blissful state. On the other hand, people who are happy tend to find success in school, at work, and in every domain in life. read more →

I was taking a train and bus home from work and I had finished slightly later than normal and unfortunately, missed my usual bus. I caught the next one into my suburb but hadn’t realised that it didn’t go down the main road as the other one did. read more →

When we asked people what makes their life wonderful and what they were grateful for, this is what they had to say…

I have a wonderful life, I’m surrounded by love and happiness and I live and work in a fabulous place – Beth 😀

I am grateful for a college student who gave me these encouraging words “You are stronger than you think you are.” – Anne  😆  read more →

I became very, very sick 12 days after my son was born. I was in ICU for 2 weeks and in high dependency for the next 3. My friend knew how important it was to me that I breastfed him and that he received breastmilk.

While I was fighting for my life, she would bring her expressed milk to the hospital and even fed him from her breast. It is singularly the kindest thing anyone has ever done for me. I will be eternally grateful to her for this gift.

Some may think that’s weird, letting someone else feed your baby from her body, but it was very special to me. – Caroline x

My day started out great, everything planned in advance – but it quickly went downhill.

I dropped off two dogs to get spayed at 7:30, I planned to go to college to drop off my daughter’s paperwork, sign my lease agreement on new home, get my new license plate for my truck, go into the office for a couple of hours, and pick up my dogs at 3:00 pm. Everything went well until about 9:00. read more →

When my younger son was very sick and was diagnosed with CP, my older son was only two and a half. We would go to the hospital at 5am and return home at 11 pm. Tram to Flinders, train to Rosanna and a 3 mile walk. Pouring rain and dark, I finally lost it and sat on the steps of a house, holding my two and a half year old and cried.

A little dog started barking and an elderly lady came out to check. Without asking she took me in, gave me a towel, made us a hot drink and then drove us home. Gave me her number and said don’t walk, call and I’ll give you a lift. read more →

Kindness gives a feeling of comfort.
I was waiting my turn at the checkout in a shopping centre and I couldn’t help overhearing a young man’s conversation on his phone. He was nicely dressed and had a good look about him but it seemed he was having a hard time with money. He told the person on the phone he had only $20 and would put it in the bank for whoever was on the phone. read more →

I was working at a soup kitchen and have been reprimanded repeatedly for giving rides to the homeless or any client to the Bus Station.

They were just trying to be cautious telling me that I didn’t know these people and afraid that I might have been harmed. There was also some liability involved. Perhaps they were right, but I didn’t believe so and refused to listen. I just couldn’t help myself and kept doing it, kind of secretly behind their backs.

One day, just before Christmas Eve, it was pouring and I saw this lady walking to the bus station struggling to keep all her bags together, of course I asked her if she wanted a ride and she gratefully accepted. read more →

Someone Else's Shoes.
Years ago, when I was really unwell, both physically and mentally, but especially the latter, I was on time for my bus, but it was early.

I started to run for it. At 300+ lbs at the time and having hands full with art case and knap sack, and a knee that I had blown the cartilage, had the operation but never healed yet, I missed it. I’m sure ‘he’ (the loving, kind bus driver saw me running because I saw the other ‘bus’ people looking back at me) and I collapsed in a pile of screaming tears when I got back to the stop. I felt a hand on me and there was a woman crouching next to me. She was consoling me as best she could, but there was nothing more she could do so she just stayed with me.  read more →