It was Halloween, 2 years before I finally became pregnant with the boys.
Halloween, not being my favorite holiday, meant that I went to the movies the night our development advertised the scheduled trick or treating. It also meant that I had quite a bit of candy left over, because in a moment of weakness or delusion I had purchased bags of goodies that I never handed out that year.
So I brought them to work.
I brought a plastic pumpkin too, hey it’s all about the presentation right?, and I set that candy on the side of my desk.
A funny thing started to happen, people were still coming to find me and talk, but they were also taking a piece of candy with them. I would notice that someone who might visit only once a week now came to see once a day. Big Wigs and Vice Presidents even found their way to my cubicle for a sweet treat after lunch.
Soon the dish was empty and I noticed that my visitors were a little sad, a little pouty.
Ohhhhh..the candy, right?
So I went out at lunch and bought some more bags of candy.
HAPPY FACES returned and I noticed that much like the way you smile and it makes someone else do that same (even if they are having a crap day) , the candy was making all of us more positive.
As a girl who loves to decorate with the seasons, I soon found bowls for the candy to match the holidays or time of year. I also took great pride in never having a truly empty bowl. I learned what everyone loved and made it a mission to find the kind of candy that people enjoyed.
I would smile knowingly when someone expressed that it was “their favorite kind”.
“I know” I would say in my silent heart, and it would burst with Joy at making someone’s day.
and I gave it a name:
“My Karma Candy”
so it’s continued…..going on 5 yrs now. I even made J buy and bring it here when I was on bedrest, I wasn’t going to let the Karma Candy bowl empty while I was praying for a happy end to my own prayers.
I truly believe that the bowl that sits here is the key to some of my happiness.
The reason that I have things in my life to be thankful for is because
I give people a little pick me up everyday.
And in return I get the sweetness of that gift.