When someone asks me “What’s the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?” I don’t give the typical answer. I don’t point to the majestic Mount Kilimanjaro or Austria’s lavish Schönbrunn Palace — though each site has taken my breath away. No. My answer is kindness, especially this new year.
As my family walked down the cathedral steps after Christmas Mass, we greeted the homeless outside begging for money. And by “greeted,” I mean my brother hugged each one, while one man told me, “Wait here a minute,” shuffled through his backpack, and came back with wrapped box of chocolates.
“No one has touched it, it’s brand new,” he assured me, as he handed over the gift.