I was younger then, much younger then I am now, not that I am very old given the length of a human life. However, I didn't think much then of what I did, or how it impacted people, I just did things. I wonder what Alchemy would say about that? Nonetheless there are things that I have no recollection of, things that have happened that if you told me, I wouldn't believe you. Many blocked or forgotten events, perhaps insignificant? There is one thing I do remember vividly... it stuck with me for some reason, a good deed that has always meant something to me, despite being so universally insignificant.
It seems stupid to think of it now, about 8 years after it passed, but I do. Maybe someone can explain to me why it has been burned into my memory when I can't even remember how good my birthday parties were, or even the summers I spent with friends. Have I built up enough anticipation? If so, you might not be completely satisfied by my story, it might not mean anything to you and you might even laugh. However, to me ignoring something that has lingered in my memory for so long has to be shared.
It was a summer day, I had chosen to walk home from school. The path home was a pleasant walk through a bike path in the woods, and it was a nice warm day. At the end of the trail was a hill, one you could easily walk up or bike up no problem. That day, a mother and her young sun, maybe 6 or 7 years old had been walking too. The mother walked up the hill, no problem, however the young boy had been riding his bike (he still had training wheels on it) and was struggling behind her. The little boy was a little husky, and he didn't get very much speed approaching the hill and soon enough I could see him come to a complete stop, only another second and he'll come rolling backwards, and who knows he could fall over and hurt himself. Without thinking, I ran up behind the boy as soon as he had stopped and pushed him up the hill. The mother hadn't noticed that the boy had struggled, and was very pleased that I came to his aide. They both thanked me and I continued home. I didn't think of it much that day, or even a few years later...not until I was 18 (was about 13 at the time) did I really start to think of it again. Why? I have no clue....help me out here. It was a good deed, like a long term bond, it took a while to mature and get my investment back. It was worth it though.
It was a small thing, not life saving or anything. I am sure there are people who do something like that every day. I am not saying I am special or some kind of hero, but just letting you guys know....something that small can be hugely rewarding.
Share some of your stories please. I would love to hear them.