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Reaching out to a stranger.
So I was working today and a young girl of 13 came into store with her Grandma, when i realised she went to the same school that I did. I asked if they needed any assistance and we got chatting... I asked how her first couple of days back at school had gone and she said she was really sad because one of her best friends had tragically died over the summer. She was freely telling me about her sadness and how her chest hurt. Her grandma began to tell me of her personality and emotion and she completely reminded me of myself what I was that age.
My heart broke for her, i couldn’t even begin to imagine, we talked about grief and that it was okay to cry and be sad, i explained my empathic nature and the girl completely resonated with me and she said she felt a lot of what I described to her all the time. She then proceeded to tell me she had a vision of her friend in a dream telling her he was fine and i told her to take comfort from this.
Her grandma thanked me greatly and asked if they could come back to see me for another chat sometime , so i handed the girl my number and told her if she was unsure about anything she felt or just needed someone to chat to, to pop me a message.
Rightly or wrongly, I think there ain’t enough kindness in this world, and i felt better that I had made a difference to that little girls day because she left the store with a smile on her face. I feel out of place myself often enough, I just wonder whether it’s my calling to help others ....
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