My older brother seldom speaks or writes to us. Not because he doesn’t love us or because he lives a long distance away, but because he only speaks when he feels there is a purpose to what he has to say (unlike me and my sisters who ‘cluck’ all the time just for the noise of it)
He brought up an interesting idea a few days ago that really is one everyone thinks about occasionally even if only in a peripheral way.
Random Acts of Kindness…..
You can google this phrase and come up with a lot of foundations and groups ... even religious ones. They are all over the net really. The concept is a nice one that all of us (well nearly all) would agree is healthy. But there seems to be a kind of contradiction in the concept as the phrase states it. So I pulled Webster’s definition of a few words:
Random: : a haphazard course