Kindness

I survived an abusive childhood filled with fear. In one particular instance I was so scared, that I thought the only option I had was to run away. I was 16.

So I did, not knowing where to go, I walked into the mission at our train station, a place that was a refuge for those homeless and stranded. If they had space, they allowed you to stay, for a night. There were no beds, just blankets and sleeping bags, a cup of hot tea and a slice of bread with jam, but for me it was a refuge, a safe place.

An older, homeless man, dirty from living on the street, with un-kept hair, and a rucksack that held everything he owned showed me warm smile, an ear, and patience. He made sure I was safe, and allowed me to cry, why he sat there, keeping me company.

To this day – I am 42 now – I will never forget the sweet kindness this man showed me. He gave me what he had, which was empathy, something I did not know from my home. A bigger present than anything I every received before.

I have no idea what happened to him. After that day, I never saw him again, but I am grateful for his presence, however fleeting, and always will be.

May you all find someone to share your space, when you are in need.

Goddess Blessings

Claudia

P.S. This post is a part of the Daily Prompt, with today’s subject being “Oasis”. This above named gentlemen gave me the Oasis – the safe place I needed at the moment. Thank you

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Claudia H. Blanton

Welcome! Glad you stopped by I am an Author, Blogger, Graphic Artist, Marketer and Business Owner. My passion for writers, artists, design and abundant living has let me to write two blogs (and growing). Live is full of possibilities!

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