"Get-well cards and cards of encouragement. They came from people I knew and people I didn't know. Those cards were pinned up on a bulletin board on the wall of that room. There was not enough space on that cork board. I spent hours gazing at that collection of good will and encouragement."
Denise Warren wrote about the time her family was driving back to Utah from California with four kids after most of their belongings had been stolen from a campsite in California, and they had nearly no money left.
When they were too tired to drive any farther, they stopped at a cheap motel in Reno, Nev., but were told they weren't allowed to let six people stay in one room.
"But hey," said the clerk. "There's a two-rooms-for-one special going on right now for, let's say, $30?"
Next door to the motel was a pizza place. "The kids were jumping around naming toppings, and Gary and I were searching our pockets. We said we had to agree on one pizza and one topping," wrote Denise.
When the pizza was delivered to their room, a second pizza was with it. The driver made up some story about how a mistake was made on another order and they were just going to throw it away, and he asked if we wanted it. It just happened to have all the toppings the kids had been asking for.
"We saw the best and the worst of human nature on that trip," wrote Warren. "But it's Reno I remember."
I've had so many times over the years when I've fallen in love with the human race, and it's those times that I cling to when I find myself being picked on by life.
Since I doubt I'm alone in craving positive news every once in a while, I'd like to share reader experiences that might help balance out the bad. If you have a story to share, please e-mail it to karinful...@gmail.com.