Now that ONE GOOD DEED, the book, is about to come out, people are beginning to ask me about the kind of things that happened in the book, or, basically, what I consider a Good Deed.
“Anything that makes somebody’s day even a teeny bit better,” is usually my short answer. An example? Yesterday I was in an elevator and a mail girl with a cart came racing toward me, clearly on a mission and with a timetable. “Don’t rush,” I called, and held the door open. Once aboard, we chatted briefly, and when she reached her floor she turned around, gave me a huge smile and said, “Thanks so much for holding the door.”
Tiny? You bet. Did I feel like a million bucks? Yep. But all I can think is, What if I had five moments like that every day? What if you did?
Nothing too small.