Monday, August 13, 2012

Because What Goes Around...Comes Around

I get emails from the people I know quite often with stories they think I would like, sayings or quotes that they know I can relate to, or jokes that they know will make me laugh. We all get email fwd's but I am thankful that the people who typically send them to me screen what they send only sending to me what they know I will appreciate. Reading them is something I enjoy doing when I have a little downtime, especially when I see one with a compelling title that strikes my interest. A few weeks ago, a dear friend and client of mine (thank you Ani) sent me an email titled "What goes around comes around", and because I am such a believer in that statement, I opened it right away and read it. It just so happened to be exactly what I needed to hear that day. :)

That email has been on my mind ever since, so I decided to share the story it contained in my blog today. I feel that it holds a great lesson, a touching story and it will leave you feeling warm and fuzzy. When I read it, I got emotional because I truly related to it. I have had many struggles in my life but despite those struggles I always held true to my passion for helping others; even when I could not figure out my own situation, or when I was having a bad day. Helping someone with their problem always made mine seem less prominent and gave me hope in almost every situation that I too would eventually get the break I needed.

The past few years have been an amazingly difficult, but my mindset was in the right place and because of that, my ship has turned around 180 degrees. My persistence is finally beginning to pay off. Over the next few months I expect a whirlwind of great things and I am looking forward to being able to say "what goes around comes around" as I live it. We will always reap what we sew... get no more than we give, and almost always get MORE than we give when we do it selflessly. It is one of those amazing things that "just happens". I encourage you to always pay it forward even when you feel you have nothing to pay with because when you least expect it and likely exactly when you need it, life will surprise you with your reward.

I hope you enjoy this story as much as I did.



One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she looked worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.'

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.'

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant, outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. 

The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude.
The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan ...

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady slipped out the door and was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes as she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do, do not let this chain of love end with you.'

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed the money? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard...

She knew how worried her husband was, as he lay sleeping next to her she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'