Giving and Smiling

I haven’t decided whether or not to purchase seven years for a DA membership or just go with one year. However, I did purchase two small ones today, but they were not for me.

A friend of mine on DA has a premium subscription and she only had two weeks left on it. She makes a lot of art and I mean a lot. I don’t know what the significance of premium membership is to her, but I took a wild guess and figured she’d prefer not to lose it. So I purchased a one-month extension for her. She now has six weeks remaining. Not much, but she was very happy, which she made clear with a journal as a thank you. I sent it anonymously, so she doesn’t know I sent it, hence the journal.

One of her watchers commented on how lucky she was and that she (the watcher) always wanted a premium membership. I figured since it was a small expense and I can and want to, I’d make that wish come true. I purchased three months for her. She squealed with joy and also made a journal as a thank you. Like the first user, I sent it anonymously.

I’m not posting this because I want praise. It’s sweet, but unneeded. I gave those gifts to be nice and they were cheap anyway ($15 total). But doing that made me smile. I have no idea why because, in my mind, it was a tiny gesture. I merely felt like being nice. No reason besides that. I wasn’t even expecting either of them to be so excited. A little grateful, but not as delighted as they got, so that was my big surprise.  I won’t link the users’ journals, but by their happiness, one would think I’d given them each $100. I’m not complaining about their appreciation, of course.

I always swore that if I became rich I would regularly give to others, either online or in person. I eventually learned being rich isn’t necessary to do that, but I never fail to be amazed by how small gestures can mean so much to some people.

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