53 Wholesome Moments Between Strangers To Melt Even The Coldest Of Hearts

She was telling us how the man next door was charging her to cut her yard, and she could not afford it because she is on a fix income and just came out of the hospital. She also said how he harasses her for the payment. But she need not worry no more because Raising Men Lawn Care Service will be doing her lawn for FREE, just like how we do the rest of the lawns, and will get her lawn done every two weeks. She can use the money on things that she really needs, like medication. We are making a difference.

He didn’t accept the money, instead we formed a partnership and the rest is history. Brothers don’t hate, we elevate each other.

Every so often, the Donelson Library (a suburb of Nashville) hosts a "Fix-it-Fair", and local experts volunteer to help folks out. They fix lamps, sharpen knives, and get lawnmowers running, whatever you need. My guy Austin got a bit rained on to fix my generator, but he had it humming in about 20 minutes. Humans at their best.

This kind soul asked her if she would like him to hold her baby while she filled out her information. He rocked the baby as if he was his own. Faith in humanity restored.

The woman in the red coat noticed and asked, "Do you know how to tie it properly?" The young guy said, "No ma'am." She taps her husband and says, "Come to this side [her right side; he was standing on her left side] and teach this young man how to tie his tie."

The older gentleman moved without hesitation [almost a reflex response] and gave him a step-by-step tutorial; then, afterward, the elder gentleman watched the young gentleman repeat the steps and show him that he had it. I was some distance away (but close enough to hear the exchange), and got even closer to snap this candid photo of the tutorial in progress before hopping on the train. I LOVE THIS.

Then these guys came up. They spoke limited English but gestured toward the tire. They put my spare on, and I was back on the road in no time. I thanked them and tried to offer them $ to no avail.

High in the Pamir Mountains on the China and Pakistan border, as the sun neared retirement, we walked the grasslands, crossed streams, observed livestock, and marveled at the yurts. When we came upon an elderly man tending to his cattle and goats, we asked him, in Chinese, if we could set up a tent just outside his yurt. This poor man seemed confused, so we used charades to draw the scene: folding hands like a tent and resting my head in my hands. The man understood this universal language and motioned us to follow him into his yurt. Apparently he thought we asked him to sleep in his home. Inside the yurt was his young puppy, ever so shy. The yurt was decorated in many colors, pleasantly warm compared to the outside cold, and smelled of freshly made naan and milk tea. The old man offered us these goodies before we could even sit down. Such a simple yet profound experience.

I'm an extreme cleaner in New York, and I help others with free cleaning. They have mental or physical issues. Please don't judge. She is super nice, and she left $50 on the countertop every day.

As a struggling stay-at-home dad, we could have really used this. Turned it into the counter, turns out it's an old man's rent $ and he'd been stressing all day about it.

Made me smile, and tear up a little... good tears. The letter has been held back for a period of time and is not dated, but we are just over 3 years from the stem cell transplant procedure. My mom has gotten to spend several more years with us and my children, and hopefully many more to come. All because of the kindness and caring for humanity from a complete stranger from the other side of the world (we are Canadian).

She was given about 6 months to live just before the donor was found. Thank you, kind stranger. Hopefully, you won't be a stranger for much longer. We will 100% be reaching out.

I never post anything, but I have to share this experience my family and I had today. This picture is of the immigration line entering CUN airport.

Everyone here waited at least 2 hours, many of them waited even longer because nobody knew where the lines were. While deep in this mass of sweaty, angry people, my youngest daughter (1) had a full-on meltdown, leading to her projectile vomiting on her mother. While I could speak at length on the failings of the airport that led to this inhumane situation, I want to focus on what happened next.

In tears and worried about our daughter's health, my wife begged me to do something about the situation, so in a last-ditch effort, I ran to the front of the line and begged someone to let us skip the front. To my surprise, every single person, people who were overheated and angry, told me I could move my family to the front of the line. Complete strangers helped me move all of our luggage and the stroller to the front, allowing us to get our baby girl hydrated and cooled down.

These kind strangers all chose to do the right thing even at their own expense, and I will be forever grateful to them. They made me smile, but more importantly, they made me hopeful.

They didn’t take any of the money from it, and didn’t leave a name, so I can’t thank them properly. So whoever you are, you are pretty hacking wonderful.

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