I pass a lot of the homeless on my way to work. And you’d have to have a heart of stone to not at least feel bad, even if you do just walk by them.
But today, one lady was making it really hard to walk by her. She was rattling a can of change and calling out to people on the street, imploring them, “every little bit helps! Every little bit helps!”
And as I walked by she said it again: “every little bit helps! Even just a smile!”
And that stopped me in my tracks. Because I wish I could tell you that I walked back and gave her some change.
I didn’t. I kept walking. But a smile did creep onto my face, one that only I could see, and as is the case with smiles, it did make me honestly feel better. It was so much preferable to the sour expression I was displaying originally.
And like the woman said, even a smile helps. It helps you, and it helps the people around you.
So go ahead and smile. I can guarantee that you have at least one thing to smile about.