I hear a lot of fucked up shit from passersby while I'm sitting on my porch, but every now and then I hear something that makes my heart swell.
This was one of those times, no joke!
I heard a woman's voice from the street, approaching from my right, saying, "...and if you don't like something, it's okay to say that you don't like it."
As she comes into view, it's one of my neighbors with her two young daughters (maybe six & four years old). She continues, "There's a difference between being mean and standing up for yourself. Standing up for yourself when you don't like how someone's treating you is not being mean."
I smiled at her as they walked past but I really wanted to rush into the street and high five her.
Little things like that get me, man. Right in the heart.