This is only marginally on topic, and for that, I apologize. But I think this is really important, so here goes. The internet was boring, so I went a-stumbling. I ran into this post, a tribute to Mr. Rogers. I nearly broke down into tears, because lately I’ve been feeling pretty hateful toward humanity, in general. People are so cruel and harsh and unkind. This post was a reminder that people exist who are kind and gentle and loving.
Now, I’m not exactly known for being kind and gentle and loving. I’ve been described most of my life as being harsh, critical, and outspoken. I’ve even been called a bully in my not-so-distant past. That part is pure hogwash, as I’m not the type to bully. But I get where people are coming from when they criticize me. I’m not the nicest person who ever lived. I’m snarky. I say what’s on my mind.
My heroes have always been cowboys Willie Nelson and Oprah Winfrey. I like them for their outspokenness and their “here’s who I am, like me or not” attitudes. And I’m still going to love them to bits, but my new hero is Fred Rogers.
What if we all aspired to be more like Mr. Rogers? What if we all tried to be the kindest, most gentle people we could possibly be? What would the world be like?
If we woke up every day and told ourselves, “Today I will be a kind and gentle person”, what could we all accomplish? Could we end the wars? Could we make sure everyone’s fed? Could we educate everyone?
Maybe not. I don’t have delusions that I can change the world. But maybe, just maybe I could change one person’s life. Maybe I could make a difference for a few people. I don’t know. But from here on out, I am going to strive to be that kind, gentle person. I ask you to join me. Perhaps if many of us strive to be kind and gentle people, we can go from making a small difference to making a big difference.