Today I was blessed by kindness from my daughter. We were walking home from church when I tripped. I went down hard and slid down the gravel street edge on my face. My 15 year old ran to my rescue. She helped me the rest of the way home, helped me clean the gavel out of my hands and face, got me ice, got me water, contacted her dad, and made me lunch. It is nice to have someone help when you find yourself down.