♥ ♥ ♥ Sometimes I wonder if you think about me as much as I think about you -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the power of thank you notes the frustration has worn off now. i knew it would, but sometimes you need to boil for awhile before you can simmer. it wasn't J that i was upset with, well, it was in a roundabout way. it was more that i still allow myself to be affected so profoundly by someone so tragic. i know, i have used that word too much. tragic. it wasn't a tragedy. a tragedy would be a school bus destined for a fun field trip hitting black ice and flipping over. a tragedy is needless human suffering. i do not think my experience qualifies. over the past week, i have resolved to more positive thoughts. i came across a great blog, http://thxthxthx.com. this woman writes a thank you note a day. doesn't matter if it is to her steering wheel, her clothing, or a child who has yet to lose their teeth. she writes it and posts it daily. it's a way of remember that even though you forgot your report, tripped over your shoelace and burned your casserole, there is always something to be thankful for. maybe you get to have a nice dinner out because your burned the casserole (really, who wanted it anyway?). for me, i thanked a bottle of wine saturday night for helping me get the courage to do some karaoke. i don't think i could have sang american pie if it weren't for a bottle of house white. lets see how long this fad lasts for. hopefully it'll be better than the last. 11:16 a.m. - 2010-05-25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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