A lot of this project is going to be me doing small things for people. Tiny things that you wouldn’t even think twice about when you’re actually doing them. I am just trying to call attention to these little, meaningful things so that I continue to realize how important they are to keep up with. Even in these few days of having kindness on the brain, I’ve been feeling more positive. I wonder how I’ll feel after 100 days. I hope positivity is just radiating from my body. Positive rays will be shooting from my ears, eyes, nose – everywhere!
Today I did a few small little things.
I flew back from Orlando to Boston on AirTran. Now, when I realized I was booked on AirTran a few weeks ago I was a little concerned. I had never flown on AirTran and honestly I feel like it’s always been one of those “what kind of made up airline is that” type of airline to me. However, I was totally wrong. Great, smooth flight and extremely nice people on board. When I was exiting the flight I told one of the attendants that they were great, and that the service was really truly excellent. He smiled and thanked me. I would definitely fly with them again.
Another thing, I’m not a big fan of chatting with people on planes. Usually it’s early and I’m tired – the last thing I’m looking to do is chat. For the most part, I want to just put my iPod on or open my book to read. However, there was a really cute family next to me that were obviously just leaving their big Disney vacation. We had all smiled at each other when we were taking our seats, but at first I tried to just keep the smile quick and take my seat so I can get down to business – either sleeping or my book.
I thought it might be nice to ask how their trip was, so I did. The mom seemed so excited – they clearly had a great time. It was their first time visiting Disney! It reminded me of all our trips to Disney with our Nana and Par – we each got to go when we made our communion. We were our set of grandparents that only had us five grandchildren and were spoiled by them (we still our by our grandfather, ‘Par’!). I always remember those trips fondly. 
