So, I was thinking the other day of some random people I’d like to thank. However, I can’t thank you because I don’t know where you are. Or in some cases I don’t remember your name or even knew your name in the first place. I’m going to write about you on my blog and maybe someone, somewhere knows who you are and can pass it on. Here goes:
Larry Colson: Thank you for sitting by me on the bus. You made me feel important and that’s a great thing for a 7th grade girl!
Richard Keller: Thank you for telling me I’m pretty. I needed that in high school…heck I still need it now.
Richard my 2nd grade boyfriend: You’re the only real boyfriend I’ve ever had, which is a sad commentary on my adult life. I remember you with fondness.
The guy at the 9th grade dance: You said to me, “I thought a girl like you would be asked to dance every dance!” My brain doesn’t let me remember who you are, but your words have sustained me many, many times.
Hispanic guy at DI: One of the best compliments of my life was given in your broken English. I’ll never forget you smiling and saying to me, “Big Sister! Grande! Beautiful!”
Garrett Coffee: I’ve lost contact with you…you were a friend to me at an important time and I’ll never forget your testimony and your friendship at the MTC.
Drew the 8 year old (who would be close to 23 years old now!): You gave me a valentine. You were eight. I was twenty-five. I still have it.
Kathy Peterson: I crashed on my bike in front of your house when I was about eight. You took me into your house, cleaned out the wounds and gave me band-aids and a glass of water.
You were all in my thoughts the other day. I was thinking about how many acts of kindness are done around me and for me and to me. You are in my memories and I love you for who you are. To those who may read this, please always take the time to thank people for what they do. People come and go in our lives the best thing is to let them know how much they mean to us when they are in our lives! If you love someone, tell them. Don’t search for the right words, the right words already exist: I love you.
5 comments:
LOVED this post!! I wish I could help you pass on the love, but I don't know any of those people. But, I did nominate you for a blog award, so come on over and get the details.
Witness? You know the rules! Never witness nothin' Louie the Lugg was a witness, look what it got him?
What happened?
Someone stepped on his fingers.
And that killed him?
He was hangin' from the ledge of a hotel at the time.
Seriously, though, nice post. It's good to be grateful. You've inspired me.
This post is AWESOME! It reminds me of an idea I had recently for a Kindness Brigade. The idea is in it's infancy, but this post is helping to move it along.
nice post. thanks.
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