This morning I packed a “love note” in my son’s lunch box. It’s the first time I’ve ever done anything like that. I am not sure what his reaction will be, he might be getting too old for them. I made sure it wasn’t too sappy just in case his friends saw it. 🙂
Yesterday, I was thinking about the notes my mom used to hide for me. I mentioned one not too long ago in another blog post. I was on a class trip and tucked in my luggage was a little yellow sticky note. It read:
I think about that note all the time. Twenty-two years later and I can visualize the moment I discovered the note. I can see that sixteen year old girl as she pulled it from her suitcase and I can see the smile on her face… so touched that her mom had been thinking of her and had taken the time to write her daughter a little note of encouragement. At the time, my mom was battling breast cancer, she passed away a couple years after that note was written.
I held onto that sticky note for years. It finally lost its stickiness. And eventually, I misplaced it. But, the memory of that note is still fresh in my mind. The memory brings a smile to my face and a few tears to my eyes.
Today, I was reminded that seemingly small acts of kindness can leave a big impression. Who would have thought that nearly twenty years after my mom’s death that that little note would mean so much to me. It’s interesting the things we remember.
So, I guess my challenge for you all today is to take the time to do the little things. Because one day, years later, you might discover they were the things that meant the most.
This post has been linked up at Leaving A Legacy