Guys...I might cry.
When I was let go from my job last month, the first thing I did was rethink my budget. Discretionary spending had to be chopped, including paying someone to mow the lawn. I live on a massive corner lot and my lawn wraps uphill. When I was low on time and high on money, it made sense to pay someone. That's changed.
So I saved some money and bought a push mower. Then it rained...and rained...and I waited and waited. The grass was over knee high this morning when I I decided I couldn't wait anymore. So I got out my brand new little red mower and gassed it up. I struggled as it clogged and I'd stop and start, stop and start.
One neighbor saw me struggling and, without even asking, got out his push mower and started on the side lawn. He struggled. Another neighbor saw and got out his riding mower and came on over. It's not perfect, but the task that would've taken me all day was done in under 90 minutes. Now they're down the street mowing the lawn of a disabled couple.
I'm mind blown. These are neighbors I don't even speak to because social anxiety and yet...they did a thing just to be good people. Don't sleep on the power of kindness. It's out there. It doesn't have to be big or flashy to be meaningful.