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Better Late Than Never

I have a friend who had her sixth baby a couple of months ago. Her mother died three weeks later. She has been on my mind for both of these things and last night I dreamed about her. I have been wanting to stop by to see her to congratulate her and to offer my condolences, but hadn't made it yet. The main thing stopping me is that I felt like I needed to take small gifts to her and not just grace her with my presence. I finally made going to the store for her a priority today. I bought diapers and a bunch of tulips. I gave her a hug, snuggled her baby, and we talked briefly. She is a strong woman and I am grateful I know her. 

I like to let people know that they are loved. I like to take loaves of homemade bread, cookies or other treats to those I think need a little TLC. I like to talk to people one on one and feel who they really are. I may not always be as prompt as I should and there are plenty of times I have ignored promptings altogether, but I try not to. I try to make any thought to do any good deed, no matter how random it seems at the time, a reality. The way I see it doing something kind can never be wrong--even if I should have done it sooner.

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