Today’s Perfect Moment is a simple act of kindness. And through this act, their true nature has been shown.
If you read one of yesterday’s posts (here) you’ll know that I have been feeling under the weather since Wednesday afternoon. While I am definitely on the mend, the effects of my cold have not left me completely. I won’t go into detail–partly because everyone knows what a cold is like and partly because you don’t need a vivid description of my symptoms. I have been doing everything I can, but I haven’t shaken it completely yet.
Today, in an effort to help me get over it, a friend brought me some homemade soup. They also had to truck it with them on the bus and subway–no mean feat in itself. I would have been fearful of spilling it.
I wonder where the idea of eating soup when you have a cold comes from. It is advice I heard all through my childhood. In fact, my mother suggested (rather strongly) that I have some chicken soup for dinner a couple of nights ago. I brushed off the suggestion rather cavalierly. This might be because it was canned soup with probably too much sodium, or I just wanted to be contrary. Being honest, it was probably more of the latter than the former–a lot more.
Needless to say, I did not brush off the offer of homemade soup being brought to me. And I have to admit that it did make me feel better for a while. I did not take a picture of the soup (some blogger I am) but I ate every last drop of it. I hope I thanked the person adequately enough. I certainly appreciate the effort and I am amazed at their kindness.