Day 352
One of my colleagues P. has been coveting the pen I use at work as of late. It was one of those freebies that companies give away;. I'm not sure why it is such a special pen, but it is my favorite. Just the right weight, grip and ink flow. Apparently she thinks so too, because this very pen has disappeared from my desk a few times only to reappear on hers. Each time I retrieve it, P. smiles mischievously and says she has no idea how it ended up with her.
With my year of living kindly winding down (at least the blogging about it part) I'm starting to have to dig deep and look inside myself in thinking about what are true acts of kindness. And what says kindness more than the gift of a pen?
When P. arrives at work tomorrow, she will find on her desk what was only hers by thieving is now hers to keep. I wonder if she will use it to write me a thank you note.
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