Thoughtful people. Really, they are simply splendid.
I know I write a lot about stupid people, my headaches, things that make me laugh, cry and my chaos; but what I don’t write enough about are thoughtful people.
The list is long and made up of friends, acquaintances, family, readers and nameless strangers. But in the end, regardless of who they are, I just simply don’t write enough and give credit to all the thoughtful people I’ve crossed paths with.
The funny thing about shamelessly blogging about the A-Z’s of our life, brain tumors, cancer, kids and chaos is this: As I sit here alone writing, music blaring, typing away sharing whatever is on my mind, I lose track that people actually read this.
My readers actually remember I had a bad day with a headache, my dog died, I made soup or my husband can’t fold a fitted sheet. I’ve been shocked with the number of people who email or stop me to tell me I made them laugh, ask how I am doing since it rained the day before and hope I don’t have a headache and simply tell me to keep on writing.
In the midst of the season of Thanksgiving, while we begin our annual mental pilgrimage to the state of reminding ourselves about the importance of appreciation and gratitude, here’s my small moment of acknowledging thoughtful people and the things they’ve done.
Thanks for telling me you think of me when it rains and you hope I don’t have a headache; thank you for showing concern; thanks for bringing my family dinner during a rainy week simply because you wanted to do something for us and make my day easier; thanks for your sincere smile and hug; thanks for laughing with me and at times… at me; thanks to the lady in the coffee shop who gave me my cappuccino for free “just because”, and thank you for making me laugh with napkins that say,
Enough with the damn juice boxes Mommy needs a cocktail.
Enough said…thoughtful people are simply splendid!