Yesterday when I opened the front door to my apartment (from the inside, going out), I saw something at the doorstep. Sometimes the letter carrier will leave a small package there, but this wasn't mail. It looked like a plate of something.
I picked it up and it was a plate of chocolate chip cookies, wrapped in plastic wrap, with a little plastic ghost saying Happy Halloween. No name. I haven't eaten any of the cookies yet, but just the thought of them was a lovely gesture.
It makes me want to do an anonymous act of kindness. I'll try for one this weekend.
ADDED A FEW HOURS LATER>>>>>>
It is human nature, at least MY human nature, to want to get credit for doing good. As I've thought about what I might do, I regret that the person won't know it was I who did this great deed. I totally think it's more fun to do something anonymously, but I want to be patted on the head and praised. I admit it.