On Thursday afternoon, I was out for my walk on the bench east of Bountiful when a car approached me and slowed down. I thought someone was going to ask for directions and I was hoping I could direct them correctly, since I wasn't too familiar with this particular area yet. When I bent down at the window, a nice-looking guy of about 25 or 30 who wore his hair in a ponytail said, "I am doing a random act of kindness. May I give you a rose?" He handed me a beautiful, dark pink rose and drove away. I think I was so startled that I was barely able to thank him. I don't know if it were his kindness or the fact that I usually feel so invisible, but it touched me so much that I cried the rest of the way home. I have read about people who do random acts of kindness and have always loved the stories, but this time I felt the real power of it.