This I Believe

Ashley - Lake Linden, Michigan
Entered on January 17, 2008
Age Group: Under 18
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“People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” How many times has somebody truly made your heart smile? I believe our jobs as human beings, in this world, is to try our best to make each others hearts smile. To make a simple difference in someone’s life that could change their world, without even intentionally trying to improve someone’s life.

When I walk down the street and someone says hello, good morning or how are you doing, it gives me hope. It shows me someone in this world cares and they don’t even know me. That feeling that you get, you know, the one after some guy or girl gives you a compliment on your hair, or how nice you look, well that feeling you get, that’s the feeling of your heart smiling.

I look around and see the Wal-Mart parking lot, people passing by, looking for nothing other then what they came for and then some. As I went to walk inside Wal-Mart, I was stopped. Ma-am, a stranger had said to me. I turned around and stared at the man with a blank expression on my face. “You dropped something.” He had said with a twinkle in his eyes. I had argued the point that no, I really didn’t, because I really didn’t. I had thought since I brought nothing into the store with me, besides my money, which was still in my pocket at the time, so I thought I hadn’t dropped anything. “Young lady, I might not look the shabbiest guy you have ever seen, and definitely not the richest but I do got some brains.” He said in a still, kind voice. I looked at the man once again and rudely said “Well sir, what do you think I dropped?” He handed me a button that had fallen off my shirt. Before I could speak the stranger I had ignored spoke, “I hope you can sew it back on, have a great day, and god bless you.” I had felt, well, like a bitch. Yet he still wished me the best. I chuckled and then insanely started laughing. Was I insane? No that was the feeling of my heart smiling.

Everyone can make someone’s heart smile, you can even make your own heart smile by doing what it desires. I believe our hearts can smile more than our lips can.