Micro moments. Thank you to my life, that I am not so distracted and busy that I miss the specialness of the treasures around me.
I treasure you from 15 years ago, small man in his 80’s in the local library. You were wearing the corduroy jacket with the worn suede patches on the elbows. How refreshing that they were probably placed over actual worn spots to make your jacket last longer; rather than by a designer to be on trend. You paused and smiled at me with such warmth and sparkle in your eyes that I saw, heard and felt your smile. I returned it. I wondered who you were. Did I know you? When I looked for you minutes later I could not find you. You were not even in the long line checking out. You appeared with a look of loving encouragement when I needed it. I did not know it then but I had in my hand a book that would change my life. Were you an angel waiting for me to find it? I remember you.
Thank you to the sweet man who held the door for me yesterday. The colleague who helped me make a few work calls at 4AM three months ago. The classmates who listen deeply and share fearlessly so we all grow. The woman at the coffee shop that remembers how I take my coffee. The nurse I had not seen for almost 4 years who came to chat before she left work. We are all very different and we all shared moments together.
I appreciate you, my friends who are happy when something good happens. I love you, people who text “love-hello’s.” And you, Ellen; for being loving and funny on TV; how delightful are you. Thank you to musicians, bands, singers and cellists and harmonica players. Thank you to painters and those that draw and those that quilt and those that knit. Thank you for seasons and scarves and mittens and boots. Thank you for planes that take my friends who resist the seasons to warmer climes.
Thank you for bountiful language and authors and publishers and book reading people. Thank you for creating books I will never read and books I love. Thank you to the quiet introverts; and thank you to the louder extroverts. You make the parties more fun and allow us quiet ones to sneak out early without others noticing. Thank you to the crabby, for you let me know that I am pleasant. Thank you to the people who hold tight to their money for you help me feel generous. Thank you to the generous for they help point the way for me to do more.
Thank you for the dancers who dance anywhere and the people who want to learn how to do that. Thank you to the people who eat crickets and the people who do not eat meat. Thank you to the people who are not average and stretch our imaginations. Thank you to the bigger and the smaller, the taller and the shorter, the simple and the complicated. Thank you for black tie and business casual.
I am counting on you... I cannot make our world this cool by myself. I am so glad for everyone that makes it different. We never came here wanting to be the same, believe the same, have the same dreams.
I want to look for who you might be, stranger. If you are driving slowly in front of me I just want to wonder why. I want to look for your specialness and find it. I do not want to miss you being your best. I hope to be moved to tears witnessing your finest qualities. I want to feel your heartfelt kindness and emulate it. I want to be struck by your wisdom. May I toast, with all my heart, your achievements. And the achievments of your children. If you decide to have them. Either is okay.
May I keep my eyes open, and admire who you are.