Weekly, Daily Post Writing Challenge: Honey versus Vinegar
Small moments of kindness peek through our everyday lives, from your neighbors’ “Good morning!” to a surprise “I’ll take care of that for you” at the office. This week, we want you to explore what that kindness means to you, and share it with others.
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She had white hair, a round wrinkled face, kind blue eyes and a big toothless grin. I was a skinny, shy kid with white hair, an angled face and inquisitive gray eyes and a big gap toothed smile.
We were best friends.
Her name was Minnie, I was told to call her Aunt Minnie. She lived two doors down from where my family lived. We had just moved into the house that week when I met her for the first time. I was about 6 or seven, she could have been anywhere from 60 to 90. I know she was old when I first met her. She always wore dresses, silk stockings that she would sometimes roll down to her calves. Clunky, serviceable black shoes with think rubber soles. She wore glasses to read, otherwise they lay against a sagging bosom from a silver chain around her neck.
When she hugged me tight she smelled of dusty lavender, face powder and that morning’s breakfast.
She was married to a man who was a quiet soul. He would sit in the living room and read the newspaper as Aunt Minnie taught me the ‘proper’ way to take care of the house. She was the one who taught a shy little girl how to sweep floors, dust, and iron clothes. As we worked side by side, she would tell me about her only child. A daughter she would tell me, just like me. A cherished child that drowned when she was 12, many years ago. Aunt Minnie never got over the death. She never had any more children.
Aunt Minnie said she had me now, that’s all she needed.
This kindly old lady befriended a small skinny child who needed a friend so much. She must have seen something in me one day that I didn’t know about. I was living a nightmare I couldn’t tell anyone about. I was living a hell of sexual abuse, also my mother and I didn’t get along. So I clung to kind Aunt Minnie as much as she clung to me.
I would help her with her chores, while she taught me so much. She taught me more than she ever knew. She taught me to have pride in what work I did. To have pride in myself. She taught a quiet, introverted book nerd that it was all right to make mistakes. She was patient, kind and never scolded if I did something wrong. She taught me that even if there was many years difference in our ages, two lonely people could be best friends. She taught me to trust again. Hesitantly, but trust her I did.
Aunt Minnie also taught me that it’s the kindness in yourself towards others that will fill a void, a need. Not nastiness, not jealousy, not hatred. Kindness was something that brought us together, a young child and an older, wiser woman who had so much love in her to share. A child who soaked that kindness up so many, many years ago and now that I am older, is trying to give some of that kindness to others that might need it now.
Thank you Aunt Minnie for being kindness personified.
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Indeed, many thanks to Aunt Minnie, and the others like her when we needed them..
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So true my friend 🙂
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Delightful story Jackie what a great ally to have as you were growing up. Well done enjoyed your tale.
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thank you Michael, your comments are always appreciated.
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How wonderful that you had Aunt Minnie, Jackie! It sounds like you both needed each other. I like your line about her smelling like powder because back then many ladies did (my grandma included). So sorry that you were dealing with horrible abuse. Hugs!
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thank you Maria. Yes I remember so vividly what she smelled like, it was so comforting somehow. She was a special woman.
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I’m glad you had each.other.
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thank you jaded, so am I.
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Such a beautiful story, Jackie. Thank you for sharing such a wonderful memory.
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Thank you for reading Kimberley.
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This is a touching story Jackie. Aunt Minnie sound like a real treasure. The bond created would last a lifetime.
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Thank you Kim, She was a special woman.
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Beautifully written Jackie! I think that the universe brings us kindness when we most need it. You both provided it to each other. It was perfect that way, although both of your lives at that time were not. Simply wonderful. Hugs!
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I think you are right tiny. Many hugs returned!
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Hey 🙂 We love this and would like to feature it on Kindness Blog with links back to you. Would that be OK? No problems if not 🙂
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Sure, it would be great! Thank you so much! 🙂
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Hi Jackie 🙂 Thank you so much. The post is going live at 20:45GMT today! 🙂
Best, Mike.
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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