I've been thinking about this for a few days now.
euphoric feeling we get when someone praises you is like nothing else.
Well, ok, there are other euphoric activities. But my parents read this.
So I won't go there.
What I want to talk about is the
simple act of telling someone thank you for a job well done. It doesn't
happen often enough. Not in my world anyway.
Why is this?
Why don't we praise each other more often?
It doesn't cost anything and it only takes a minute.
we too busy to thank the people we come in contact with? I'm not
talking about "hey, thanks for the change" to the person that makes your
coffee everyday. I'm talking about really thanking someone.
Are we so caught up in our own lives and happiness that we forget to thank those around us?
I think we might be.
I got two unsolicited praises recently and it made me so happy I couldn't wait to tell someone.
first was from a customer at our store. She called me last Wednesday
after we delivered furniture to her. I wasn't there for the delivery,
which is how it is most of the time, so I didn't know if she liked
everything. I inspected the chairs and cushion before it left the
showroom. I knew it was perfect. But I didn't know if it was going to
meet her expectations. It's one thing to look at a small swatch of
fabric. It's another thing to see it all done.
She was so pleased she had to call and thank me. She wanted to
make sure I knew how happy she and her husband were and how impressed
they were with the craftsmanship. I could feel my face get flush as I
was on the phone with her. She was gushing. It meant a lot to me. A
lot. This teeny bit of acknowledgement made all the hard work, stress,
and worry worth it.
She didn't have the biggest job or budget and her project wasn't complicated. She didn't have to call. But I'm so glad she did.
Then on Friday the CEO of the company I'm freelancing for sent
an email praising the department I'm in for a job well done. He's
noticed what we've been doing and is thrilled with the result. WOW.
Again, I was floored.
Now don't get me wrong. It's not like no one ever says
thank you to me. They do. The difference is these were both really
specific and unsolicited which is what made them so awsome.
And then I wondered, do I thank others
enough? I'm quick to tell you when I'm not happy. But do I
tell you when I am happy? I don't think I do as often as I should.
We shouldn't live in a world where no news is good news.
So, dear readers, you're like family to me. I'd like to thank you for
hanging in there with me while I discover myself and figure out what to
do with my life. I love that you're here for me in good times and bad. I
appreciate you taking time out of your busy day to read my silly words.
It means a lot to me. Way more than you know.
You make me smile and you make me happy.
I'm going to send an email to Elli's teacher letting her
know how much Elli is enjoying her class. Elli is having a great
year so far. I really need to thank her. I bet she doesn't get enough thank you's either.
Thank YOU for doing this blog!! I love it and it inspires me :-) I also feel like I've gotten to know you so much better through it. You're not that scary big sister you once were to me LOL.ReplyDelete
Luv ya!!!!! Your little wimpy sister
Awwww, you're awesome. I'm so glad you no longer think I'm scary and you're getting to know the real me. I must have been a really crappy big sister. I am so sorry. I feel terrible.ReplyDelete
And I've never, ever thought of you as wimpy. I'm always in awe of you and your family. You're amazing.
You weren't crappy!!! You were just SCARY. You were cool and popular and wore fashionable clothes. I was afraid of people like you because I was NOT cool or popular and did NOT wear fashionable clothes! LOL I was a band geek and I sewed my own clothes LOL :-) Oh the memories........good times though.ReplyDelete
Ok. How is scary better than crappy?? : )ReplyDelete
I love the blog.....it's kind of a peek into your soul.........plus I love the recipes.......keep up the good work....ReplyDelete