Two days ago, a quiet movement started in my town. I don’t know if it’s happening in other towns, but I hope it is.
Someone has begun anonymously leaving gifts on people’s doorsteps. The only thing attached to the gift is a card, stating that the gift is in honor of a child who perished in the Newtown Massacre.
I first heard about this on Sunday. A friend had posted on Facebook how delighted and surprised she was to find gifts on her doorstep from an anonymous donor. I thought to myself that it was a lovely idea and a great way to spread joy.
Then today, as I was fighting the hustle and bustle of New York City, trying to get to a business meeting, a second post appeared on Facebook from another friend, also commenting that she received an anonymous gift in memory of a Sandy Hook victim.
I thought this was remarkable and was a bit envious that my friend had been honored in such a way. And then, as I walked in my door this evening, I saw it – sitting on my kitchen counter. My kids came running to me saying “Mom, a gift came for you today!” Before me stood a bottle of wine wrapped in shiny paper and a gift card for a manicure and pedicure. In that moment, I knew, even before looking at the card. My breath caught and tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at the card and saw the face and name of Olivia, a 6 year-old who lost her life two years ago at Sandy Hook Elementary School.
Someone has begun a quiet revolution in my town, which neighbors Newtown. In the media frenzy of cyberterrorism, cop killings, racial injustice and the “chatter” that has become deafening, some person or people are quietly spreading love and kindness – in their own small way, attempting to overcome the violence that led to these little angels being honored.
My voice as a blogger is not as loud as national TV or other media but, please, if you’re reading this, share this and spread the word. Let other people know that there are kind, loving people in the world who simply want to spread love and stop the hatred that seems to be brimming over in our country. We all have the power of paying it forward and reminding everyone that these little children who lost their lives two years ago had no clue about racism, terrorism or any other violence. We have the power to defeat hatred and promote peace.
To whomever left me the gift – thank you. I have Olivia’s card hanging on my refrigerator and it will remain there as a reminder that peace and love can begin with me.