
She was a sacred, gifted-hands of sorts
smuggling her own kindness, into unwanted things
she herself understood, a crippled kind of loneliness
understood gigantic forced place-mats by the door,
wheelchair-accessible ramps
the back door, off the side rails
disabled stalls in corner sized restrooms
she holds doors for the walking,
they say- excuse me, nod a bit of thank you
with no legs of her own…
studies have shown 91 % of all teens believe kindness is dead – rather died long-ago
she lives to teach them kindness without legs,
of her own.
kindness sis Krissy
Extraordinary story.
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thank you 🙂 Happy Weekend Maren
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What a beautiful story!!
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thank you kindly, Michelle 🙂
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Lovely of you
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It gives hope, beautiful
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thanks so much Subbashini Meenakshi Sundaram 🙂
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I love this love! 💕❤️
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too kind, 🙂
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Much love!💌
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And you too ❤️
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I bet it is
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This story touched my heart so much!
Beautiful ~ thank you!
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A lovely story!
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thank you so much, Magickmermaid 🙂
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