Unfiltered Story #18412

(My daughter started playing soccer at the local YMCA when she was 3. Before practices and games, she would always pick flowers in the field and give them to coaches and other players’ moms. One day, she trips while she’s running around and falls, scraping her knee.)

Me: *comforting her and inspecting her knee* It’s okay, sweetie, you’re not bleeding.

Daughter: *crying* It hurts!

(Another mom comes over to us.)

Other mom: *holding out a flower* Here you go. I hope your knee feels better.

(My daughter immediately stopped crying and smiled. Two years later, she still plays soccer and gives flowers to the other moms. Thanks to the soccer mom who helped show my daughter that kindness comes back to us.)