One of my mom’s least favorite holidays was Mother’s Day. She wasn’t alone. The idea that a designated date was necessary to prompt gratitude and appreciation repulsed her.
Once, I tested her (unintentionally, of course). I forgot to call; I didn’t send a gift.
My mom’s response set me straight: No worries. A laugh. A plea to forget such trivialities. She knew then and now how much I appreciate her.
Which prompts the question: Am I consistently expressing my gratitude effectively, showing my better nature to everyone who’s important to me regardless of what day it is?
Who else will hear “thanks” from you this week?
Gratitude has a shelf life…or does it?
To all the mothers who taught so many lessons – on Mother’s Day and every day: thank you.