A couple of years ago, during one of the lowest points in my entire life and on one of the worst days of my life, someone gave me a tremendous compliment. It was something I had never heard before and, quite honestly, have never heard again.
I don't think the person who gave me the compliment even remembers.
Honestly, not a day has gone by that I haven't thought about it. Not in an obsessive way mind you, just in passing. Just in a sometimes-life-sucks-but-it's-awesome-that-cool-people-exist kind of way. In that maybe life doesn't have to always be a complete fail, even when the situation around you kind of is kind of way.
I did not deserve the compliment I got, honestly. I was miserable and broken. I don't know, even now, if the compliment was so that I would feel better or if it was said in honesty. It doesn't matter. It changed things for me that day and it changed things for me from then on.
Casual words from a friend changed everything for me.
Today I think I did the same thing, or something like it. At the very least I spoke from my heart and told someone, in my own way, thank you.
I doubt I changed their life, but I hope today I made it just a little better. I regret not saying it sooner.
I don't get philosophical very often. It's difficult to fit in because I talk about peens and douchehats so often. I get that. Priorities and whatnot.
But it's important to tell good people that they are good. That you care about them. That you appreciate their friendship and their kindness and their good hearts. Because it feels really, really good to make other people happy.
And you never know how broken someone is, until you are a part, no matter how small, of healing their cracks.