Time heals all wounds. As I re-read my last blog, I realize that time does not heal all wounds. Time makes things easier, more bittersweet. You certainly don't want to forget those you have lost-you just don't want the memories to hurt so bad. I am finally getting to that point. I can think of my Dad and even though I cry, I no longer have the pain and agony of missing him.
The real me is finally bubbling to the surface. Sometimes the real me is obnoxiously silly, sometimes the real me is serious. There are times the real me needs a swift kick in the derriere!
So, I have decided to try something new this year. I know my idea will help the real me, but it might also help others. Have you ever been talking to someone or seen a picture on Facebook and thought to yourself how much they mean to you? Have you ever been in a bank or a store and the person checking you out or helping you was wonderful? I think we all have.
From now on, when I have these thoughts, I'm going to let that person know how great their service is or how much their friendship means to me. I've done this several times so far and the reaction from the person I'm talking to is remarkable. I've been told I made their day or my friends have told me how much they love me. It is so easy to let these nice thoughts slide on through the brain. Trust me, I have a lot of fleeting thoughts. You know, they fleet in and fleet out at the same time. Other times, I have thoughts that are not so nice and my mouth opens and those bad thoughts flow out.
Therefore, I am going to do my best to make others aware of the nice thoughts I have about them. I hope this idea becomes a habit to me. It just makes me feel wonderful to hear the joy or see the surprise in someone's voice or face when I say something nice.
Try it. You might like it, too.