On Kindness, Helpless Worms, and Honesty

Reflecting on my inborn desire to help (most) every creature

Photo by sippakorn yamkasikorn on Unsplash

Do you see the girl’s hands appear in the shape of a heart?!

It used to be that when I scooped up a cold, slimy, squirming worm I squirmed too. But, not anymore.

Whenever I’m out on a walk and I come across a helpless worm stranded on the…