Pickled beets left a Valentine on my plate. I promise I did not alter their drop of juice.
If I had the memory of an elephant, I would never forget to send Valentines. I would remember everybody's name, their birthday, anniversary, get well or encouragement card. I would always know where my car keys are and my car. I can only wish and keep trying.
I read Carol McCloud's Fill A Bucket to a second grade class. When a person does something nice for someone, it fills that person's bucket and the giver's. Each child smiled remembering something they had done that put a smile on someone's face. Bullies are bucket dippers. Not only do they take out of the other person's bucket, they take out of their own. It's a "nobody feels good" moment. I gave each student two Valentine stickers with the instructions to keep one and give the other away.
One of my favorite cards is from leanin'tree.com In the kid quips section, 7 year-old Harris Weinstein's card says: If I had TEN thumbs * I'd put them ALL UP for YOU.
Nobody ever died from too much praise. A local doctor paid the tuition for several nursing students. I've never met him, but he deserved my hand written thank you note. Appreciation goes a long ways. Next Wednesday I'm giving each student a blank thank you card to fill out and give to someone they appreciate.
2013 Red Convertible Travel Series
Inspirational travel stories. And food. Living sympathy, compassion and kindness moves us toward World Peace.
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