When we were children, our parents always admonished us to say “Thank You” and “Please”. Even now, I do the same to my 10-year-old. And yet when you look at how we go about our day, there are many things that we don’t say “Thank you” for. There are a lot of people we don’t get to say “Thank you” to. Sometimes, we crave to hear a simple word of appreciation and we get nary a thanks, when that would have made a world of difference.
This got me thinking the last couple of days and I’m deep into a “Thank You” project. It’s still in the works so let me leave it at that. I just find it to be one of those little acts of kindness that can literally mean so much and change the world.
Call it a means of paying forward the blessings I have and continue to be blessed with. When the challenges seem to be piling up, the best remedy I have come to discover, is actually LITERALLY counting your blessings. There is so much that we should be thankful for. And yet as we go about our day, there is so much — and there are so many people — who go unappreciated. More often than not, we do acknowledge the significance of whatever it is we ought to be thankful for, but we don’t always say it or express our appreciation outright. How great would it be for someone to send us an unexpected “Thank you”!
I’m pulling together such a project, and I’ll write more about it when I have it in place.
My Thursday feels more like a Friday because of the Fourth of July weekend. I am actually looking forward to recharging and getting things done — even if we’re not really going anywhere special. I am also trying to do my Fourth of July weekend differently this year, because the past years have been non-events or days I would rather forget. So between trying to make ‘new memories’ and trying to forget the bad, I’m trying to focus on other things. (Like my “Thank You” project.) Plus, Mother Nature has been pounding us with rain and pummelling us with nasty winds.
Last year was nice because my BFF Donna from Australia was in town. And yet so many things happened, half of which I didn’t come to find out about until much later, which makes it one of the holidays I am not looking forward to. So I try and count the positive — trying to keep my outlook bright and praying for the resolve not to give in to negativity.
If you ask me, I’d just like to be by some poolside or beach, sitting in the shade (I am not a sun lover), sipping a cocktail or two, and sleeping the day away. It’s not even 11pm and I am already raring to hit the sack, so to speak. Soon.
Still I wish you all a Happy Fourth of July — this great nation is celebrating it’s birthday and toasting the freedom we enjoy today.