Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
- Leo Buscaglia


Showing posts with label diapers. Show all posts
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Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Sharing the Spoils

     Just before I left for my cruise, I attended our Rotary club's annual $10,000 Raffle Dinner.  Our biggest fundraiser of the year, we sell 200 tickets @ $200 each and during the dinner we draw each of the numbered tickets.  The first and every 20th ticket wins $250 and the final ticket drawn wins $10,000.  It's always an exciting event, especially if your number makes it deep into the evening.
     Well, this year my ticket made it to the final five!  Though it was somewhat anticlimactic, the final five ticket holders agreed to split the winnings so we each walked away with $2000.  (Just for fun, the last 5 tickets were still picked and mine would have been the ultimate winner!).  
     Since it was all "found" money, here's what I decided to do with my winnings.  First, I split it 50/50 with my wife.  Then I took my half ($1000) and decided that I would use half of that ($500) for my kindness project.  With an extra $500 I figured I could do some really nice things.
     Today, I used about $82 of that money to buy diapers to be donated to Twin Oaks Community Services.  I've made contributions there before and they go to teen mothers and others who struggle mightily to make ends meet.  I was able to buy more than 500 diapers with that money.  It's fun to have a pot of money I can use to make life easier for some who are far less fortunate.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Making a Diaper Run

     Sometimes people ask me how far in advance I plan my acts of kindness.  The answer is that most of the time when I wake up in the morning, I don't yet know what I'll do.  Sometimes an idea comes to me during the day, and sometimes I simply respond to a situation I see.  Today I decided that it might be nice to buy diapers that I could donate to a non-profit social service agency I know that helps teen mothers, among many others.  I'm honestly not sure why that idea popped into my head this morning, but it did -- so I went with it.
     On my way home from enjoying some golf (yes, that's a recurring theme) on this sunny but windy day, I swung by a local Walmart store figuring they'd likely have some good deals on larger quantities of diapers.  It does feel a little weird for me to buy diapers, partly because it's been so many years since our kids were of that age, and partly because I think my wife usually bought them way back then.  I didn't even know how sizing works, much less anything else.  In any event, I bought 3 large boxes, one each for size 3, 4, and 5.  Even at a Walmart, they weren't cheap and it amazes me to think how difficult it must be for many young families, let alone teen mothers, to afford this virtual necessity.  Tomorrow afternoon I'll drop the diapers off at the agency so they can quickly get into the appropriate hands.
     Last night, I had the pleasure of being interviewed for a national audience on Fox News Channel (still trying to get the link for that video).  One of the questions the host asked me was whether it made me feel good to do these acts of kindness.  Of course the answer was "yes", but it got me thinking more deeply about this phenomenon.  I would suppose that it's universally true across virtually all of humankind that we feel good when we do a kindness for others.  In fact, some research suggests that it's one of the key components in creating our own happiness.  
     I wonder if there's a biological purpose to this.  Much like sex feels good probably in order to promote procreation, might it be the case that doing kind things for others feels good to promote a more cohesive or cooperative society?  There's no question that when people are kind to each other things tend to run more smoothly and successfully than when people are mean, angry, or vindictive.  Maybe we're really biologically programmed to be kind and the good feelings we get when we do so are a form of biological feedback that tells us we're on the right path.  An interesting thought to contemplate.  I welcome your thoughts and comments.