I am seven years older than my twin cousins. When I was young, I think 8 or 9, they were toddlers. They really liked me and me them. They would cry a lot and I only saw them for the final two weeks of the year over break because I lived in New York and them in LA.
One night I was playing with them and it was a bit late so they had been sad and crying for a bit before coming to play with me and my brother. Next thing I knew one of them fell off of a chair onto the tile floor and began to scream and sob uncontrollably. I remember panicking for a short moment then going to pick her up and rock her back and forth. To mine and my grandmothers surprise, she stopped crying immediately.
I didn't know how, but I looked at her and she smiled and I saw her happiness of just being held had over powered the pain she must have felt from falling. This is my earliest and strongest memory of me creating joy out of sadness for someone else. It had been a value for me ever since because of how it makes all the parties involved feel. Both sides get to be happy for different reasons. Doing something to make someone else feel joy will make you feel joy and improve your relationship for the future, which is why joy is a core value of mine.
Submitted by Anonymous
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