Do Something Nice Day
I’m always pleasantly surprised (and very appreciative) when someone offers to hold a door open for me when I’m out and about. These days others are extending that courtesy toward me much more frequently. I think it may have something to do with the fact that when I go out, I often take a friend with me—either “Fred” (my purple cane) or “Wilma” (my red rollator).
October...
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