Early one morning I exchanged smiles with a young woman as our paths crossed on the beach.
When I bumped into her again the next day, she stopped me.
“Here, have this sand dollar I found,” she said, jogging in place just long enough to hand it to me, provide an explanation as to what a sand dollar was and how it came to be.
Then the woman disappeared down the beach and was gone.
A random act of 6:00am kindness from a stranger I never laid eyes on again.
The next morning, I found four more sand dollars without purposely seeking them out. They just appeared at my feet as I walked the beach because I now knew what they were.
Sometimes it takes a stranger to open up our eyes to the little things we never noticed before.
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