Today, one of my friends at work told me that I was the nicest person he’d met in the last year. Made my day.
A year or so ago, the nicest person I know mentioned that she thought maybe the “meaning of life” was to do nice things for other people (this made sense in the context of the conversation, I promise), and I decided I should make a conscious effort to be nicer.
Generally, I tend to forget all about this resolve for conscious kindness because I get all wrapped up in my own life. So it was extra good to hear that I might actually be doing it by accident.