Bertha…is talking to me this morning about taking gifts for granted…I argued…
I’m always grateful for gifts…profusely thank the giver…savor them in my heart…but…she insists…that I get gifts many times each day…that I totally take for granted…
Smiles…
I must admit…I furrowed my brow a bit at that one…how can smiles be gifts…and…if they are…could it simplify my Christmas list next year…
Of course…she was more than happy to explain…when someone smiles at me…it is a true gift…they are putting aside their concerns…their worries…their physical discomfort…possibly even their fear of rejection…and giving me a smile…to say hello…to brighten my day…to bring me comfort…to make me feel accepted…to make me feel better about myself…
Wow…I’ve never thought of a smile that way…but…she’s right…it is a gift…and…while I probably won’t send a thank you note for each one…at least for today…I’m going to savor them in my heart…for the gift that they are…and…I may even give a few extra ones myself…
Jane
