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Sharing Goodness

It isn't often, but today I feel like I did a little good in the world. This is in no way meant to blow my own horn, but I use it as an example of how small things can make you feel really good.

The other day, there was a report in the news that a local pastry shop, owned by Middle Easterners, had been vandalized in a manner suggesting a "hate" crime. I find things like this to be quite disturbing. I have friends and acquaintances who are Muslim, Jewish, Hindu, Buddhist, Christian, and non-believers. They are all good people. I try to honor and respect their beliefs, and would hope they would do the same for me. So when I heard about this, I was very saddened, and it weighed heavy on my mind. Overnight I came to the conclusion that I needed to go into that shop today, and make a purchase, to show my support, and to sort of fight back against the hate.

So this morning, after I finished my other errands, I made my way down to the said pastry shop, went inside, and placed an order for some baklava. The owner was very nice, and told me they would make it fresh, and to come back in an hour or so. I ran home, and returned an hour later, to find the shop hopping, with several other customers in line. When I got up to the counter, the pastries were ready and waiting for me, and they were gorgeous. The owner said they had gotten very busy today, and made a comment about the good that can come from bad. And that's when some of the other customers mentioned that was why they were there, to show their support. The owner was practically in tears. I wished him a Merry Christmas, and left the shop feeling very happy.




Now, at this time of year I definitely do not need more pastries. I've been going through junk food this week like there's no tomorrow. But in a way, today, I really did need them. Because these fine folks needed to see that people cared. I guess that's what the season is about. And from now on, as part of my Holiday tradition, I will make sure I order my baklava from Middle East Pastries. 

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