My view of the world through words & photos
A friend of mine explained to a group of us that her son had come home from his preschool with her Mother’s Day gift including an envelope. Inside the envelope were 32 squares of black construction paper of various sizes. He was so proud that he had cut them all himself. She asked us for ideas about what to do next.
Looking at those squares of paper and knowing how much she loved her kids and all the wonderful, quirky things they do, I suggested she take a silver or gold marker and write all the reasons she loves him, or the things he does that makes her happy. Then she could put them in a bowl or a box and pull one out each day and be very grateful for a wonderful little boy!
The bowl would live either on her desk at work or on a counter in the kitchen where she would see it every day and could easily access it. Each morning, after dropping her son off at school, or at the end of a long day of working and mothering, she could dip her hand into the squares and pull one out to read. And to smile when she recalls whatever he did to inspired her to write this statement.
A few minutes after I make this suggestion, I realized I needed to do the same thing.
I had made a decision earlier in the year to start writing thank you notes to people who impacted me positively. The woman at the meeting who told me she liked how I shared my ideas. The friend who let me vent for a loooong time, and just offered her shoulder to lean on…without making any suggestions on how to fix things. But with all the craziness that’s been happening at our home, and with the kids stepping up and taking on more responsibilities than other kids their age normally do, I’m not sure that I’ve let them know how much I really appreciate them.
I think I need to find my scissors…and some black construction paper.