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18 Stories That Show Kindness Can Be the Strongest Force of All

Have you ever had one of those moments when a simple act of kindness completely changes the mood? It’s strange, isn’t it? How just one gentle gesture can tear down walls that seemed impossible to break. The stories you’re about to read aren’t about perfect people doing grand things. They’re about real moments when empathy turned things around, and where being kind didn’t just help, it connected.
“This kind woman helped a mother calm her crying son on a flight. He slept in her arms for the whole journey, and she walked him to baggage reclaim when they landed.”
- I was in maybe 4th grade, and my parents just had my younger sister, so newborn-focused. I went to my school lunch, opened my paper bag, and unwrapped the foil holding my sandwich. There was nothing inside. It was actually just 2 slices of dry white sliced bread, and I was sad. Literally, my tablemates all chipped in various components and made me the most amazing ham and cheese sandwich I’ve ever had. I’ve been chasing that dragon of ham sandwich since, but I’m sure it was the response and not the ingredients that I loved. © I_Am_The_Grapevine / Reddit
- In high school, I went to a Mexican restaurant. Without realizing it, I put my car keys on the tray when I finished eating. I asked a worker if he had cleared them off the table, and he said no but added that he had just taken the trash out to the dumpster. I remember going outside and calling my dad to ask if he had a spare set of keys, but he said no. Feeling humiliated, I went back inside and was about to ask if I could look through the dumpster when I saw that this guy had already dug through it and found my keys. He went above and beyond, and I’m still grateful for his help. © merztoller / Reddit
“The fire department was responding to a medical emergency in my apartment block. As they were leaving, they took the time to help my elderly father and me move our heaviest items into our removal truck. It was 39°C, and they were very kind.”
- Long story short, this happened about 15 years ago. I was living out of my van, which had expired tags, and I spent my days at a local public park. I could shower there and just walk around. A police officer who came through the park every day noticed me and my expired tags. He ended up not giving me a ticket and told me that I could ask the DMV for an extension. He gave me his business card and told me to call him if I needed anything. As he walked away, I looked at his card, and I saw that he had slipped me some cash under it. He was gone before I could thank him. I’ll never forget him and his kindness. © Pretty_Fun_309 / Reddit
- A few years ago when I was living in South Korea. I had just gotten back from a trip and was trying to get a taxi from a highway rest stop at 2 a.m. (aka very difficult). I finally managed to book a taxi, but when he arrived, I couldn’t find the driver. He was calling me and getting frustrated, and I was overwhelmed. If you’ve ever had to exist in a language that isn’t your native language, then you know that there’s a point where you’re so tired that you just can’t anymore. Even if you know you understand, it just doesn’t make sense. I had reached that point, so I sat down and resigned myself to losing the taxi and having to spend the night at the rest stop. A random old Korean man saw me crying and said, “I don’t speak Korean well. I’m sorry. I don’t understand,” and he grabbed the phone and got me to the taxi. His wife, I assume, handed me some candy, patted my arm, and told me I’d be okay. The taxi driver was super sweet and said, “It’s okay. You’ll be home soon.” They could have easily ignored me, but they saw that I needed help and helped me. © tadpole511 / Reddit
“The waitress left kind messages on our drinks.”
- I was going through a breakup and sitting with a friend in a plaza. I decided to try the dairy-free frozen yogurt at one of the shops there. While the workers were helping me, they were talking about something. Apparently, the girl who was helping me was going through something too. She looked at me and said, “I’m sad. Are you sad, too?” I said yes, and she gave me my frozen yogurt for free. © guacsolid / Reddit
- I have a nose ring. In the summer of 2010, I was standing at the counter of a Taco Bell. I was 21, and the young woman taking my order must have been 16. She said, “I haven’t seen a guy with a nose ring before.” I joked, “Well, you’re not looking in the right places!” She shrugged her shoulders, locked eyes with me, and said, “Well, you’re beautiful.” Then she walked away and someone else handed me my food. I still think about that every now and then. © mothershipq / Reddit
“I was sitting at the airport tonight when I began to hear the soft sound of someone reading aloud (with voices!). A man was reading The Lord of the Rings to his children, which reminded me of my mum. I hope to be that kind of parent one day.”

Um so this adorkable nerd dad is reading his children LOTR in a HARRY POTTER t-shirt in an airport!! DAD GOALS
- I was about 19 years old and in my first year of community college. My dad had lost his job, so my mom had to support my entire family. We struggled for a while. One day, I remember being starving in my night class. I figured there wouldn’t be any dinner, so I told myself that I would go straight to bed when I got home and not think about being hungry. When I arrived home after class, I found a large box of Costco pizza on the kitchen counter. Apparently, one of our neighbors had bought it for us because my dad had fixed part of her fence a few months earlier. It stuck with me because, A, I was starving, and B, the odds of her bringing food that night were insane. It might sound stupid, but I’ll never forget it. © melimelsx / Reddit
- When I broke my ankle and was lying on the ground bleeding, everyone just walked on by. It was a strange experience. One guy saw me, drove his truck around, and offered to take me to the hospital. An ambulance was already on the way, so I declined his offer, but he stayed and talked to me, telling me that everything was going to be okay. He really stood out. Almost ten people walked by and ignored me while I was on the ground with my bone sticking out of my leg. He came up and helped me. I really hope he’s doing okay. © Rhylain / Reddit
“After my games were chewed up to the value of over $300, a very kind Redditor reached out to me and sent me a couple of replacements. Many thanks! I’m glad to have my favourite game again!”

When I was 13 I started having heartburn issues. My dad tended to pick on me when I complained about pain so I didn't bother telling my parents what was going on because I figured it was probably nothing and I would get picked on for it. One morning I was getting on the bus and was having really bad heartburn. My bus driver asked me what was wrong, I explained it the best I could expecting him to tell me it was nothing but instead he sighed sympathetically and handed me a roll of tums. He told me that I was experiencing heartburn and would need the tums. He also would help run interference with this other girl on the bus(i would tend to try to nap on the way to school as I had to be up by like 4:30-5am to catch the bus by 6:00) so she would let me rest. I don't remember his name but I will never forget him as he was the best bus driver I ever had.
- When my son was a baby, I was really nervous about nursing him in public. Early on, a man saw me trying to nurse him. He scoffed, rolled his eyes, and made a disgusted face. I just could not let it go. One time, at a park, I was trying to get him latched on under the blanket. I was almost in tears from frustration when an older woman, in her late 70s or early 80s, sat next to me. She said, “They can be so picky, can’t they?” and gently patted my knee. I nodded and said, “Yeah,” and she said, “Looks like the blanket is giving you a hard time. Can I hold it for you?” She gently lifted the corner of the blanket that kept falling off my shoulder, holding it so that it wouldn’t slip. This allowed me to use my free hand to get us all set up. I was shocked and stunned, and I thanked her profusely. Once we were settled, she said, “Not a problem, dear. We could all have used a hand with our babies. Maybe someday, you won’t feel like you need the blanket!” Then she left. I never forgot her. © HappyGiraffe / Reddit
- I had a personal issue that prevented me from attending class for two consecutive weeks. At the time, I was taking an experimental moot court class at the undergraduate level. This class is usually only taught in law school, but my professor wanted to start a moot court team. When I finally showed up, he stopped me at the door and asked me where I had been. I explained my situation and told him, “Truth be told, things haven’t been going well. I’m sorry I let it get to this.” He gave me his personal phone number and told me to call him anytime. I got caught up in a case and emailed him at 8:30 p.m. to tell him I needed help. He replied, “Call me.” He spent almost two hours on the phone with me, working through case law theory and the special exception to the Fourth Amendment search and seizure doctrine. I placed second in our moot court competition and secured a coveted letter of recommendation from one of the law professors at my college. His small act of kindness set the stage for me to live a life with intent and clear communication with those around me. From that moment, I learned to trust others. He could have failed me. I would have lost my scholarship, and I would have had to drop out. He didn’t. He showed me kindness. I raised my GPA the next semester. He was the best professor I ever had. © TheItchyWalrus / Reddit
“Another Reddit member bought these pizzas for me. I posted to explain that I had lost everything but my job in Hurricane Irma and was now homeless. I was just asking for advice, but someone with a kind heart made sure I had a warm meal. Thank you so much!”

w🫡w...one step at a time... there's a kind God watching over all of us... we are tested at the level we can cope with...by His Grace each moment is...
A kind god who gives toddlers intractable pain with fatal cancer and allows hurricanes to destroy people's lives? Uh, sure.
- I raised my son, Max, alone after his mother abandoned us when he was five. Right after he graduated college, she suddenly came back, and Max began pulling away. Worried, I went to his house and froze the moment I stepped inside and saw Max was crying. He had saved money for his future, but when his mom said she needed surgery, he handed over all of it. Later, he discovered that she had faked the illness just to get the money. The next day, she disappeared and never came back. All I could do was remind Max that he wasn’t to blame and that he still had a future, even without her. In hindsight, I’m grateful he trusted me enough to confide in me, because I don’t know what would have happened otherwise.
- When I was nine years old, I was waiting for the school bus in a Wisconsin winter. I was wearing a thin coat and had no hat or gloves. A woman driving by saw me and stopped to give me a blanket from the back of her car. It was long and skinny, so she wrapped it around my head and shoulders like a big scarf. I remember thanking her but feeling confused. I told her that I didn’t know how I would give it back when I was done borrowing it. She hugged me and told me not to worry. I still have that blanket. © saintdelft / Reddit
Sometimes kindness doesn’t just make the world a little better, it rewrites the story entirely. And if this resonated with you and you want to see more real stories of human interaction turning on a dime, check out the collection of witty comebacks that delivered instant karma.
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Interesting 😎
Im curious if the last one was me. I live in Green Bay and buy blankets and winter coats from rummage sales and thrifting in the summer and give them to people waiting at bus stops or outside of gas stations who are under dressed for the weather. I give rides too if it's raining, snowing, -50 out but had a weird experience last year where the woman wouldn't get out of my car. After helping her put bags in my tailgate I realized she was on something, probably meth, and the "friends" in the house she gave address for did not want to let her in, it was 6 am and I could see them opening blind slats but ignoring door. Had to threaten to call police to get her out while she told stories and complimented me excessively on my dress and hair. I still pick people up but I take a second to talk first now.!
Blanket story so kind, cause she knew bad idea sit in car being a stranger
WARNING: LONG, DRAWN-OUT STORY--It's so nice to read about people's kindness. It's good to remember that it exists. Personally, I have been treated with kindness many times, but so many (too many) times, I've been mocked, insulted, gaslit, taken even more advantage of, or simply ignored when I've gotten down enough or desperate enough to ask for help. I guess maybe people think I'm too competent to need or deserve help, or maybe they think I'm just lazy or entitled.
This situation is compounded by the fact that I've been through things that most people only read or hear about, so maybe people think I'm exaggerating? I've never known why this happens. Maybe I just don't know how to ask for help.
As a kid, I literally did not know you could talk to someone if you had a problem; it was always me helping, caring for, comforting, etc., and it never occurred to me that maybe someone could comfort *me*. My mum was too busy being a somewhat hypochondriacal Elizabeth Taylor (famous actress from the 1950s), and relied quite heavily on my Personal Assistant skills. My dad was too busy shagging anything that moved, abusing my mum, and gaslighting me about any malady I had (his friends were all doctors so when he'd finally agree to take me to the clinic, he'd tell them I was just trying to get out of whatever I had to do; to this day, I can't breathe right from a broken nose that he said I was faking). So, between the dichotomy of Mrs. MeMeMe, and Mr. Quitcherfakin, I guess I never learned that if you have a problem and you're struggling, you can >GASP!< reach out to people!!
Lol, when I was 13, I finally decided to change the locks and told my dad to leave. I then lied about my age so I could get a work permit and drove myself to my first real job to help support us. When I was 14, my mum was (quite literally) dying, so I stayed home from school to care for her. No one called to check on me.
Throughout all this, it never occurred to me that I could ask for help. I was shocked to discover later that kids in trouble reach out to friends, school officials, extended family, etc. Guess I just figured that was just life, so I'd hitch up my britches, lassie, and do my best to carry on. Maybe it's no wonder people often thought I was British!
In any case, I'm not sure why I teared up reading this article, and sorry for the full-length novel. It just moved me to think that there IS good in the world, which makes me feel a little less alone, for lack of a better word. I strive to pay forward the kindnesses I *have* experienced, and work on focusing on love and decency towards others.
I just sometimes wish that that little girl cowering in fear at night, afraid of the dark (and of the ever-present arguing and shouting in the background) had had someone to comfort her and let her know that she wasn't solely responsible for the fate of the world. Or, at least had someone to hold her hand until she fell asleep, lol.
Ultimately, we never know what burdens the other man carries, so if you run across someone having a bad day, obviously in distress, or even just feeling a little down and out, try to look past their perceived competence, wealth, independence, or even ill temper. Instead, spread a bit of your good fortune, your wit, your love. It costs nothing, and you could make the day for someone who might not experience a lot of positivity in their life. It could be as simple as complimenting someone sincerely; EVERYONE has something positive going for them. Maybe they just need to hear that once in a while. In the meantime, remember that love begets kindness, and kindness begets love.
And by the way, *you* are beautiful and blessed, and I like your sweater!!
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