Good People
“You just don’t find good people every day,” he said. It was funny to hear him say that, because I’d been thinking the same thing about him the day before.
On Sunday night, I set out the patio set on the front lawn because no one bought it. Two guys popped by and got it, and also took a bunch of other stuff I was trying to unload. As if I weren’t grateful enough about that, get this: they helped me change the tire on my boat’s trailer. In fact, they drove the spare and the deflated tire to their friend’s garage—on a Sunday night!—inflated them, brought them back, and put them on.
Isn’t that the nicest?
So he popped by tonight and said the above statement, which cracked me up. Last night, I’d been thinking that about him: that you don’t find good people like that much around here.
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of my friends also saved my butt and came over on Friday and Saturday and helped me BIG time with the moving sale. I would’ve been completely lost without her help. And my two graduating seniors helped me put up my camper, which I could not have put up on my own, not in any world, LOL.
Another recent graduate that I just met took a bunch of furniture I couldn’t unload, and helped me carry up a TON of stuff from the basement.
All good people.
I’ve been whining a lot about how tired I am, and how much my body is aching, and how much I hate packing. But meeting people—good people—has been the number one thing I’m excited for in my new lifestyle. I want to see the Grand Canyon and the whole of America, but mostly I want to meet people.
I can’t help but think this is a good sign for my new life. Four more days!
Are there a lot of good people around you, locally? When/what was your last encounter with good people?
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Natasha Fondren is a writer traveling the U.S. in a camper with her four cats and husband. She spends summers camped near her niece, because, well, her niece is her favorite girl on the planet.
Natasha, this blog is a great way to start off my day! I feel invigorated.
I was at a picnic for my local RWA chapter on Saturday. There were a lot of good people there.
I haven’t needed the kind of help you did, but a former CP emailed her agent about me. That’s good people!
Oh good, Edie! Can I have some invigoration?
A picnic sounds awesome, especially with a bunch of writers!
And wow! Fantastic about the agent! Definitely good people!
Good luck!
I’m so blessed to be around a lot of good people. Don’t get me wrong, there are the not-so-good, but I try not to dwell on them.
I wish for you the most fulfilling and enriching experience!
That is so cool, Janna! Most of my friends are far away, so not so much, here.
Thank you for the wishes! I feel good vibes!
It’s amazing discovering the good people when you really need them. Our best man helped us in so many ways while I was trying to get things ready for our move. I don’t know if we’ll ever fully repay him.
Overall, I think people here are more polite than in the US. Just the fact that when you meet someone they always shake your hand and usually kiss your cheek. We did a favor for our neighbors last night so I hope we’re continuing the cycle.
Melanie, I know exactly what you mean. I’m not sure I can ever repay Heidi! I’m trying to continue the cycle by giving a bunch of stuff away, but I’m not sure whether that’s kind of me or selfish of me, LOL… it needs gone!
They say you find out who your friends are (or good people) when you need help moving. Hey, you might need to move again, or rather you’ll always be moving. I don’t know. I haven’t had enough coffee yet.
Eric, sounds good to me! LOL! Henceforth, my house is on my back. Gotta keep it light.
I like people more and more the older I get. I have this weird, “Life is tough – Let’s all get through it together” attitude.
I would be in deep doo doo if it weren’t for my friends. They help me all the time. They wait for fix it people, get my kids from school when they’re barfing. . . Stuff I would find really hard to do because of my work schedule. They are so wonderful.
Me, too, Robin! And I LOVE that attitude! I would be in deep doo doo this week if it weren’t for all the help I’ve had!
Hey Spy, I still smile when I think of your journey ahead!
I love my daughter’s small town; I don’t really have a town. It’s more like a drive-through speck on the map. Her neck of the woods is where I grocery shop, where I chat it up with the hair dresser, store owners, etc. All good people. I really don’t tolerate rude people well; I think I’m allergic to them.
LOL, that’s funny, LaDonna! I live in a small town, but it’s weird. It appears small town-ish, but it’s not at all. If I were dying in the middle of the road, it’d be too inconvenient for 75% of them to stop, LOL.
I can’t WAIT for my journey to start!
I’ve met so many good people in my life that I can’t count them anymore. Maybe if a person believes that most people are intrinsically good, they get to bump into a few more of them. And you being a good person, you probably attract a few more of them.
It’s true, Rick! I got screwed over by so many people in Chagrin Falls, I think I just sort of started to expect it, LOL. I like being out!
There are lots of nice, helpful people everywhere. Sometimes, you just have to let them in, especially in teh big cities where we are all cinched up tight with mistrust.
Very true, Written! I wish I lived in a big city. I’ve always wanted to try, some day!
PS have fun traveling. Keep us posted.
You bet!
I was pleased with the guests at my sisters 50th who brought canned food for the food pantry rather a gift. It was a more meaningful gift for my sister
What a NICE gift! Wow! That’s a great idea, Lisa. I wish more people would do that.
I’m so excited for you! I think you’re doing an awesome thing! And…and…I’m jealous! Okay, maybe envious is the better word. I would sooooo love to drive away from all the literal and virtual clutter of my life right now.
Part of that is that we just don’t have “good people” around us the way we used to. We used to have an incredible ‘hood. but over the last five years, ALL our favorite neighbors have moved. Now the people to out left are French and pretend not to speak English (although I know they can) the people to our right hate (fear) my pussy cat dogs and curse at them when ever I’m not outside in sight, and several of the new couples across the street hate our work vans (too “ugly and blue-collar” for what they want for their little yuppie hood…like hello! They’re clean and white and and and…) Yeah, just, may be time for a change in laineyville….
I know you’re going to love this! Can’t wait to hear about your adventurers!
Lainey, you should have SEEN the clutter I got rid of! WOW! I will blog about it soon. It was more than I could ever imagine.
I know what you mean about the ‘hood changing. I’m really not into the whole yuppie/keep-up-with-the-Joneses sort. *shudder*
I love how running into someone who is particularly nice or gives you a smile can really make your day! It is a reminder for me to be “Kinder than necessary. Everyone is fighting some kind of battle.”
May your journeys bring you wonderful experiences and many more fantastic people!
Isn’t that wonderful, Nadine? I just love your quote. I will remind myself of that daily.
Thanks for the well-wishes! I hope so!
I think that too often we see the negative in our lives or the people we meet. It’s great to focus on the nice people that we run across, just like you have
I am so excited to hear about your travels
Lauren, me too, LOL! I think you’re right. What we expect does have a tendency to influence the outcomes!
It’s amazing how the right people seem to come along just when we are beginning to give up on all of humanity. Glad things worked out well.
Caryn, so true! And the right people have popped by to really save me with this whole moving thing, let me tell you!
The good people appear when you need them, Spy. Just like angels.
Sounds good to me, Barbara!