In eighth grade I stood alone in the schoolyard every morning, a book my best friend, as I waited for the morning bell. I was a new student and not bold enough, or maybe not interested enough, in making friends.
Despite that, two students invited me to join their little circle of friends. I still stood on the outskirts of that circle, reading my book, rarely joining in conversation, yet their kindness touched some deep part of me. They became my best friends until I moved away.
At the ACFW conference I wasn't a disinterested stranger. From the moment I arrived, I met people I knew. Talked incessantly and smiled always. The night of the awards banquet was different. I showed up late and entered a packed room. Saw no one I knew well enough to sit with. And for the first time, I felt alone. I made my way through tables, scanning for someone I knew, wishing I would've hurried and feeling a strange sense of deja vu.
Then I heard my name.
Katie Ganshert was calling my name. She and other bloggers had saved me a seat.
I rushed toward her, not alone, so relieved I felt like crying.
These are two instances of kindness that might seem small to someone else, but to me, they'll never be forgotten.
What was the last kindness you showed? Have your characters experienced a kindness that changed their life?