Weetabix & USA Rugby

Weetabix not only has coupons on CommonKindness right now, they are also doing some great things with great teams and communities.

Did you know:

·         Weetabix is the official breakfast cereal of USA Rugby?
Very cool! They supply a big bunch of energy for these athletes and now you can benefit from the exact same product!

How does Weetabix give back?
·         Weetabix is the official breakfast cereal of USA Rugby and has partnered with the organization to help fuel Eagles beginning with the most important meal of the day, breakfast! All of its packaging is GreenChoice which means it’s 100% Recycled, Clean Energy, and Carbon Neutral.

When you print your CommonKindness coupon, you can also choose your favorite non-profit to benefit. These combined efforts can do wonderd!

 

Full Circle Exchange

“To empower women and whole communities to rise above poverty through economic opportunities that are sustainable and dignified”.

This is a wonderful organization bringing strength and opportunity to places many of us can’t get to. Places with amazing people creating amazing things and Full Circle Exchange is right behind them allowing them to shine. Thank you!

Coupon-clipping volunteer helps others while she fights cancer

There is a cacophony inside the home Janet Bessette and Peter Ivaska share at the end of a bumpy road near conservation land.

Six conures — exotic birds — call out from the kitchen while two finches sing random melodies. Occasionally a freight train rumbles by, and many days there’s the scratching sound of pen hitting paper from the dining room table.

For about nine months there have been unpleasant sounds of sickness brought on by chemotherapy, and sometimes, for Mr. Ivaska, the sound of silence when Ms. Bessette, 61, was hospitalized a few times after her breast cancer treatments took too big a toll.

Through it all, there has been the snip, snip of scissors.

In 2011, when she saw an article in Parade, Ms. Bessette began clipping coupons for the families of troops serving overseas.

“The article was about CouponsToTroops,” she said. “So I went to the website and I signed up.”

CouponsToTroops.com matches people stateside with military families who can use coupons to cut their expenses while they are out of the country. The base exchanges allow them to use expired coupons for up to six months, and recipients are encouraged to share with other families, as well.

bildeAfter her cancer diagnosis, it was one thing that didn’t require Ms. Bessette to drive or get dressed or put on her wig or exert too much energy. It also made her think about someone else, and though she isn’t one for wallowing — Mr. Ivaska said she really had just one “bad day” during her treatments — it was good to do for others as she’s always done.

“They don’t really get paid much (military families), and I know how much we can save with coupons at Stop & Shop,” she said.

Mr. Ivaska sorts through the coupons and does the shopping for his bride-to-be and then she clips and packages up what they can’t use.

So far, she’s helped three families, and they stay in touch through Facebook or snail mail even though some have returned home. She’s sent coupons — split up into “food” and “non-food” categories — to Germany, Guam and South Korea.

“One family had one child when I started and now they have two,” she said, adding that she tucked in a baby gift when she heard about the new arrival.

She’s also been on the receiving end of gifts, including a Challenge Coin from the 193rd Military Police Co., an honor reserved for those who go above and beyond. It was meant to encourage her after her diagnosis and it is prominently displayed in a scrapbook filled with cards and well-wishes.

“I cried when I got that,” she said. “It’s special to me.”

Volunteerism is something near and dear to Ms. Bessette’s heart. She’s the board secretary of the Civil War Round Table of Central Massachusetts, is a member of APICS (formerly the American Production Inventory Control Society), is first vice president of the Music Guild, secretary of the Worcester Chapter of the Massachusetts Society of Genealogists, chapter chairman of the Central Massachusetts Archaeologists Society, and secretary of Opera Worcester. She met Mr. Ivaska volunteering at the EcoTarium, and they learned they’d been crossing paths volunteering at various places, including the former Foothills Theater, before finally starting to date.

She had also been volunteering at Horizons for Homeless Children after getting laid off from her job of 26 years and then accepting a year-long position at Commonwealth Core in 2009. She stayed on as a volunteer when she couldn’t find work.

Ms. Bessette’s calendar has something listed on every date, though the entries that list radiation treatments have ended and she’s healing and raring to get back to work helping others after a few summer trips checking out battlefields in Virginia and mining in New York.

She thinks her father, Robert Bessette, might have inspired her because he was active in the American Legion in Hardwick, where she grew up.

“He did the Halloween party for the kids,” she said, and he was part of the first rescue squad when he served as a part-time police officer.

When he died in 2009, a line in his obituary read, “He had a long career of volunteerism and community service.

He was a technical sergeant in the Army Air Corps, served as a radio operator-gunner on a B-29 in World War II and participated in the invasion of Normandy — things Ms. Bessette, a history lover, appreciates.

It may also be the reason why she and Mr. Ivaska, her fiancé, spend time writing letters to soldiers who are at boot camp or deployed, and why she can’t seem to pass up the chance to help a military family.

Her dad would be proud of her coupon clipping and would probably laugh if he could see the stacks of shopping fliers her friends and his wife, Jeannette, pass along to her each week.

Sometime she groans when she sees them piled high, but when she sets to work her smile returns, especially when she can convince someone else to start clipping, too.

“I would encourage anyone to do it,” she said. “I would encourage anyone to volunteer.

As seen in the telegram.com

Love To All – A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY

She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live.
I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world
begins to close in on me.  She was building a sand castle or something
and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea.

IMG_0530“Hello,” she said.

I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child.

“I’m building,” she said.

“I see that.  What is it?”  I asked, not really caring.

“Oh, I don’t know, I just like the feel of sand.”

That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes.

A sandpiper glided by.

“That’s a joy,” the child said.
“It’s a what?”
“It’s a joy.  My mama says sandpipers come to bring us joy.”

The bird went gliding down the beach.  Good-bye joy, I muttered to myself,
hello pain, and turned to walk on.  I was depressed, my life seemed
completely out of balance.

“What’s your name?”  She wouldn’t give up.

“Robert,” I answered.  “I’m Robert Peterson.”

“Mine’s Wendy… I’m six.”

“Hi, Wendy.”

She giggled.  “You’re funny,” she said.

In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on.
Her musical giggle followed me.

“Come again, Mr. P,” she called.  “We’ll have another happy day.”

The next few days consisted of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings,
and an ailing mother.  The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out
of the dishwater.  I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat.

The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me.  The breeze was
chilly but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity I needed.

“Hello, Mr. P,” she said.  “Do you want to play?”

“What did you have in mind?” I asked, with a twinge of annoyance.

“I don’t know.  You say.”

“How about charades?”  I asked sarcastically.

The tinkling laughter burst forth again.  “I don’t know what that is.”

“Then let’s just walk.”
Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of her face.
“Where do you live?” I asked.

“Over there.”  She pointed toward a row of summer cottages.

Strange, I thought, in winter.

“Where do you go to school?”

“I don’t go to school.  Mommy says we’re on vacation”

She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was
on other things.  When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day.
Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed.

Three weeks later, I rushed to my beach in a state of near panic.  I was in no
mood to even greet Wendy.  I thought I saw her mother on the porch and felt
like demanding she keep her child at home.

“Look, if you don’t mind,” I said crossly when Wendy caught up with me, “I’d
rather be alone today.”  She seemed unusually pale and out of breath.

“Why?” she asked.

I turned to her and shouted, “Because my mother died!” and thought,
My God, why was I saying this to a little child?

“Oh,” she said quietly, “then this is a bad day.”

“Yes,” I said, “and yesterday and the day before and — oh, go away!”

“Did it hurt?” she inquired.

“Did what hurt?” I was exasperated with her, with myself.

“When she died?”

“Of course it hurt!” I snapped, misunderstanding,
wrapped up in myself.  I strode off.

A month or so after that, when I next went to the beach, she wasn’t there.
Feeling guilty, ashamed, and admitting to myself I missed her, I went up
to the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door.  A drawn looking
young woman with honey-colored hair opened the door.

“Hello,” I said, “I’m Robert Peterson.  I missed your little girl today
and wondered where she was.”

“Oh yes, Mr. Peterson, please come in.  Wendy spoke of you so much.
I’m afraid I allowed her to bother you.  If she was a nuisance,
please, accept my apologies.”

“Not at all –! she’s a delightful child.”  I said, suddenly realizing
that I meant what I had just said.

“Wendy died last week, Mr. Peterson.  She had leukemia
Maybe she didn’t tell you.”

Struck dumb, I groped for a chair.  I had to catch my breath.

“She loved this beach, so when she asked to come, we couldn’t say no.
She seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she called happy days.
But the last few weeks, she declined rapidly…” Her voice faltered, “She left
something for you, if only I can find it.  Could you wait a moment while I look?”

I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something to say to this lovely young
woman.  She handed me a smeared envelope with “MR. P” printed in bold
childish letters.  Inside was a drawing in bright crayon hues — a yellow beach,
a blue sea, and a brown bird.  Underneath was carefully printed:

A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and a heart that had almost forgotten to love
opened wide.  I took Wendy’s mother in my arms.  “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry,
I’m so sorry,” I uttered over and over, and we wept together.  The precious little
picture is framed now and hangs in my study.  Six words — one for each year
of her life — that speak to me of harmony, courage, and undemanding love.

A gift from a child with sea blue eyes and hair the color of sand
— who taught me the gift of love.

NOTE: This is a true story sent out by Robert Peterson.  It happened over 20
years ago and the incident changed his life forever.  It serves as a reminder
to all of us that we need to take time to enjoy living and life and each other.
The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less.

Life is so complicated, the hustle and bustle of everyday traumas
can make us lose focus about what is truly important
or what is only a momentary setback or crisis.

This week, be sure to give your loved ones an extra hug, and by all means,
take a moment… even if it is only ten seconds, to stop and smell the roses.

Healthy Coupons Offered on CommonKindness

Millions of coupons and products are consumed every year. For those people also looking for healthy coupons, or coupons for healthy products, CommonKindness is a good place to go. You can pick and choose the brands/products you want AND help your favorite non-profit at the same time.

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We recommend you eat whats right for you. Enjoy life and eat everything you like. Finding products that are both delicious and healthy can be a tough ask sometimes, but here at CommonKindness we are proud to present you with a wide range of printable grocery coupons in all your desired categories, including coupons for:

  • Healthier products
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Not only are these products great for your health but many also support great causes and movements throughout the world. Take AlterEco for example, their amazing coupons are all fair trade organic AND they support the small farmers working hard at the beginning of the line to bring you these amazing quality end products.

We encourage you to try all of these products, print a coupon, save money for your family, generate funds for your favorite local or national charity and enjoy the life of health and kindness.

If you have any amazing healthy recipes, treats or products you would like to see a coupon for, leave a comment and you can be sure we are doing everything we can to bring more of these great healthy opportunities to save money.

Keeping your health high and wallet heavy.
The CommonKindness Team