599,999,999 Other Souls

I received a text the other day; after I had left warm ham and cheese biscuits in her workspace, calling me thoughtful. I didn't think too much of it, kinda pshawed it. And then I realized I liked that accusation.

Next day, I texted everyone I worked with appreciation for an unsung job well done. And that same woman texted me back with "See? Just like I said yesterday."

I am an advocate of manners. I expect the children I come in contact with everyday to have basic manners. The old cliche: "please and thank you go a long way" ring so true.  Basic civility, acknowledgement, maybe even some kindness.  I think nothing of nicely stating "You're welcome" after I have not received a "thank you." Its not sarcasm (but I am rather proficient at that!) its a genuine statement or affirmation of what should have transpired.

Fun. has a song out with the line "I still don't know what I stand for." I think I'm getting closer to my answer. I stand for thoughtful. It seems to encompass all the good things: manners, gratitude, appreciation and kindness. It is part of my mitochondrial DNA, Mother always wanted more kindness in the world.  I think toughtfulness starts with me. By being accused of thoughtfulness, I recognize I am not the center of the universe. That there are 599,999,999 other people that could use my good wishes, my prayers, or my smile. And lots of creatures too.

God has blessed me with so much. From a roof over my head to my health to basic joy: shouldn't I share what I can? I'm not eloquent or rich or worldly but I can express my gratitude by sharing a little, having simple, good manners, and being thoughtful. I like that: thoughtful.