This Thanksgiving we visited our grandparents who live in the Midwest (where both Zach and I are from). It just so happened to be Zach’s Grandma’s birthday and we bought her two cards, one that was to Grandma from us and one that was to Great-Grandma from Delilah. Grandma was never much of a talker, she mostly listened, but now more than ever it’s hard to get her to say much and she doesn’t really recognize any of us anymore.
I don’t recall everything the cards said but one line stood out to all of us. It read: “You are a wonderful Grandma.”
When Zach read those words to her, her face lit up and she pointed to herself.
“Me?” she asked incredulously.
“Yeah. You,” Zach and I both said. “You are a wonderful Grandma.”
For the rest of the night, she didn’t say much, but she kept picking up the cards. Opening and closing them, inspecting the pretty flowers and butterflies on them. Re-discovering the joy over and over again.
Have you told someone they are wonderful, recently?
And here is your friendly reminder that you, yes you, are wonderful.