Brotherly Love

A couple of weeks ago,  my granddaughter and I were in Wal-Mart, shopping for some new clothes for her. In the middle of her looking and trying on outfits, she needed to use the bathroom. We left our cart close to the check-out counters and found the restroom at the front of the store. As we entered the women’s restroom, it seemed unusual to see a 10 or 11 year old boy, standing and apparently waiting for someone who was in a stall. This young man wasn’t able to make eye contact with me; I’m sure he felt embarrassed being in a women’s washroom in the first place. He most likely had wished that no one would come in while he was there. As I waited for our granddaughter and consciously tried not to look at the young man who was standing a few feet from me, I thought about possible scenarios as to why he was there. He must have accompanied a younger sister, otherwise why would he be in the women’s washroom. Maybe his Dad or Mom told him to take his sister to the bathroom and stay with her while she went. He would have rather taken her to the men’s restroom I am sure but maybe she didn’t want to go in there. Whatever the reason he was in the restroom, when his little sister of about 4 or 5 years old came out of the stall, he lovingly reminded her to wash her hands. Then they were off. But before they left, I felt I just had to give a comment of praise to him. I said, “You are a very good big brother.” He just nodded.

This small scene I witnessed has stayed with me for several days. I’ve revisited it many times in my mind. It has always rang true to me that the small acts of kindness and just “doing what you are asked to do” make the most difference in everyday life. This young man of 10 or 11  did what he was asked to do – he displayed brotherly love.

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