Is it worth helping out someone worth the time or the effort? When you hold open the door for the person behind you. Did it really change the world? When you gave some spare change to the guy at the gas station. Did it change his situation? When you give your friend advice time and time again, but they never listened or learned. Was it really that helpful?

I would argue, yes. Life is rarely about the big battles and few people ever make a massive impact, but that doesn't mean the small things don't matter. If you've ever had a sliver in your toe or a grain of sand in your eye. You will understand that it doesn't take much to make to affect someone's life. And remember, whenever you hold the door for someone or give a homeless person change. In that moment, you changed their world.

Except for your friend who asks you for advice, never takes it, and gets themselves in trouble as a direct result. In the words of Ron Swanson, "Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day...Don't teach a man to fish and you feed yourself. He's a grown man, fishing is not that hard."

I'm tired after doing what other's requested from me as a friend. Yeah, I know helping someone is great. Am I really even helping anyone. Ofcourse, I am. But why I asked myself.

Why? Why? Why?

Why I want to be such a sweetheart, even I don't have enough time to my own self.

I help anyone, except the person who sincerely need my help most.

Myself.

Why, oh why, did I make that promise to myself because I know I will never break a promise – especially to myself. During endless days, I enjoyed working from dusk until dawn helping people. One day, someone asked how I want to be remembered in one word. Kind was my word of choice. That’s when I made the promise to do something kind every day.

Now needing to be “sheltered in place” means I can’t go out. Groceries are brought to my door. I feel old. In days gone by, I served meals to the homeless, helped kids learn to read, visited a prisoner, hosted events, and rarely got tired. I always wanted to do more. Now I sit here trying to find a way to know I am helping someone.

Was easy to make a ten-dollar donation to my friend’s favorite charity. Then I saw I could simply cut and paste images about kindness and send them to an organization where they add them to the meals they provide for the elderly. But I was running out of ideas.

Finally it came to me. If instead of my helping one child learn to read, if I encourage two people to do that, the results would double. And if I suggest that others buy a box of popsicles and take them to their local shelter, there might be dozens of kids who get a treat.

Scattering kindness is now my mantra, my website, and my promise is now multiplying.