A Test Of kindness

Hello all, I'm just starting out my morning but thought that I would share an experience I just had...

I was walking down the block tramping through all the 1 inch of snow that fell upon Brooklyn over the last day and a half, heading towards my b44 bus stop. Music whaling in my ear, Neyo is helping me to keep pace this morning, and all of a sudden my volume drops, and I hear a man's voice, 'Excuse Me Sir'.

The voice was that of an older gentleman standing beside me. He was partly hunched over, but overall a good specimen for his age. He asked me to help him across the street, so ofcourse me being the man my grandmother raised, I naturally obliged. While we walked across the street, and subsequently down the next block, he informed me that he could not see very well and that he had just very recently been diagnosed with cataracts. He smiled as he said it as if to say, he was vision impaired and not vision deprived. But in either case, I doubt that he would let it stop him.

As we walked and talked he smiled and laughed, and well, so did I. When we parted ways and I bid farewell to my friend I began to feel a sense of joy. What turned down my music, beats me. What made me turn around, I have no clue. What made this gentlemen pick me to be his guide, your guess is as good as mines. But I do know one thing, it's bigger than my body.

Thanks for reading, I would write more but I affraid i'll miss my stop getting all into my blog. God bless, and have a great day...
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