Random acts of kindness.

I have always liked to help others, be it opening a door for someone or helping an old lady across the road. I like to help and I like to look after those around me. I've always been the 'Mummy' of the group. Be this on a college camping trip to Norfolk or a night out at uni.  I would be the one found holding my best friends hair back telling her she didn't make a fool of herself while she hugged the toilet bowl at the end of a night out. It's just how I am.

I am even worse with someone I love. I will get up to suprise them with breakfast, sneek their favourite sweets into the cinema, and all sorts of silly things. Ive always thought of these gestures as kindness untill something my other half said one day.

When making breakfast one morning. She was putting my bread in the toaster and turned to me to say 'I don't know how you like someone else making you breakfast, no one else ever does it right.'

This took me by surprise. I've always thought of someone else making my breakfast as a treat. Its nice to have something someone else has done for you. But for a person that likes routine, structure and things to be the same this is a nightmare. It's fair to say I will never offer to make the breakfast, which isn't that bad a deal. But to think of something I consider a treat and to hear it being spoken about like its a nightmare situation, it definitely gave me something to think about.

I will be paying attention before I lavish what I think are good deeds on others in future. As an Aspie told me herself, one persons treat is another person's nightmare.