We went to church last night for
children's service and we lit candles in honor of Theo. Theo will never be
forgotten. Enjoy the rest of this day.
---Dave and Julie Fueglein, Theo's
uncle and aunt, and Theo's cousins Juliet, Olivia and Sophie
HI Karla
I did my Random Act of Kindness
yesterday with cards for Beatrix but held Theo in my mind as we entered the
store to give me extra strength.
For some reason I always get nervous, expecting someone to say, “What? No
we can’t accept them for some policy reason or something.”
Ophelia and I walked into the local service
station–we waited in line, hoping for the friendly female attendant and then I
said, "Can I please leave these with you and you pass them on to whoever
you think?" (Really her part in it all is harder than mine picking
someone).
We left two cards each with $20.
Her response was just what I needed-first
total confusion as she was trying to work out what I was doing, then: “Really?
That’s just awesome. Thank you so much.”
I walked out with a little lump in my
throat and tears welling.
This 6th Christmas seemed harder than
others- not as hard as the first but not easier as I hope each year it might
be. Maybe I just forget the last one and it’s just the same. I know I try to
make it happy for the others and I try to enjoy the parts I know are enjoyable.
I think those parts are easier- the carols, the family time.
Wishing you and all your family a peaceful
and warm Christmas.
With Love
---Rachel Neumann
Well hello there Mr. F., it's been
quite awhile, and I'm surprised I even got this email, but appreciate that
I did considering so far in my attendance at VCU you've been one of my favorite
teachers ever.
Now I'm not sure what your boundaries are in the way of random acts
of kindness. However, I was back home and went to this house party of this
girl, whose and parents were out of town and I didn't know her, but just a few
of the people there. Well by the end of the night her parents' house was
completely wrecked every which way: beer cans every possible place, trash thrown
everywhere, wine and liquor bottles everywhere, alcohol spilt everywhere,
even on the walls. However, I had only but one or two beers and had came to
realize that this girl didn't realize the mistake she had made by throwing a
party in her parents' house; here she was, genuinely nice for allowing such
strangers as myself into her parents' lovely suburban home. No one there
cared any about this house. I understood how much it'd mean to me for some
stranger to actually care and clean up, so from that point on I silently spent the
night cleaning up everything mentioned earlier, up until the moment I left
without even saying goodbye.
I believe kindness can come in many forms and in far from typical
methods, at places least expected of it.
Take care and happy holidays,
---Rob Borgatti