Open my eyes.

Open my eyes to see:

1. An elderly neighbor, brushing snow off her car. Open my eyes, and offer to help.

2. A sweet, sweet husband, jogging home in loafers through blowing snow on a frigid night. Open my eyes, and feel the love.

3. A gramma, rocking her grandson to sleep, ever more patiently than I. Open my eyes, and appreciate my world.

Three things. Three small moments to open my eyes. Make this a habit, Kara: open your eyes and see the kindness in the world. Feel the kindness. More often, more regularly, all the time. Just do it. You’ll be glad you did.

Oh, and report back. Accountability, my friend, accountability. It never hurts.

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