A co-worker of mine (a very thoughtful one) surprised me this morning with an early birthday gift. The act was precisely the kind of thing I strive to do, but at which I so often wind up failing. She's leaving tonight for a flight to Mexico, where she will prep for, and execute, her wedding. I can only imagine- with terror- how much pressure she's been under to get prepared for the big day.
The mere fact that she (a) remembered my birthday was coming up, (b) bought a card, and (c) found a quirky, fun gift that is so totally ME is a great reminder of how powerful or meaningful a small, thoughtful gesture/act can be. To wit: I could tell you the phone number of my childhood friend Becky, but I struggle to remember the birthdays of my closest friends in the entire world. I'm freaky forgetful about dates, what can I say? It's just who I am.
I need to do some more of the thoughtful stuff. Maybe this will be my goal, going into the next year of my wonderful, crazy, blessed, ridiculous life.
The mere fact that she (a) remembered my birthday was coming up, (b) bought a card, and (c) found a quirky, fun gift that is so totally ME is a great reminder of how powerful or meaningful a small, thoughtful gesture/act can be. To wit: I could tell you the phone number of my childhood friend Becky, but I struggle to remember the birthdays of my closest friends in the entire world. I'm freaky forgetful about dates, what can I say? It's just who I am.
I need to do some more of the thoughtful stuff. Maybe this will be my goal, going into the next year of my wonderful, crazy, blessed, ridiculous life.
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