I must admit I had to look up the author of the memorable line, “Kindness of strangers.”
Instantly, I was embarrassed. I had forgotten the magic of Tennessean Williams words.
His phrase leaps into my consciousness so often these days, I must remember the words were never mine.
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They were always another’s, ones I am only allowed to borrow.
Gratitude is not provoked by great acts of courage, but the many miniscule moments of kindness that make daily chores less of a challenge.
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Today was another occasion to recall the oft quoted sentiment spoken in “Streetcar Named Desire,” a play written by Tennessee Williams and first performed on Broadway on December 3, 1947.
Today far from the bright lights of Broadway, I was scheduled for an early morning blood test. One that required fasting.
Not a problem for most adults but since admittedly I have a strong addiction (yes correct word) to early morning caffeine, fasting becomes an “issue.” Having relinquished my own vehicle, a member of our impressive concierge staff was providing transportation,
I was aware there might he a lengthy wait at the lab. Still I soon became increasingly concerned about keeping alert mentally, physically and yes, emotionally without my routine and obligatory cup of dark black java.
As I exited the car outside the lab, my friend and driver casually announced, rather than returning, she would wait for me.
Undoubtedly I would have survived without her comforting presence. Yet without her generosity and understanding of my irrational fear, a routine medical test could have been far more problematic.
My friend and driver is hardly a stranger. Still the long remembered prophetic words written by another were appropriate,.
More and more I realize it is not the major gifts of life that become so vital as our days drift slowly by. Rather the countless and seemingly small moments of kindness are what make life’s journey so much simpler.
Thank you for the memorable quote, Mr. Williams, and thank you to all who practice the message your audience once heard nightly in a theatre on Broadway.
The marquee may be dark, but your words are alive.
