This showed up in my mail. A thank you card and chocolate, in a lovely little fat envelope. Completely unexpected, for something I’ve done in the past year. Something I’ve quite forgotten about. Wasn’t expecting for it to be acknowledged like this.

I nibbled the chocolate happy face, and wondered about email and snail mail and cards and thank yous, and the time we take to say “thanks.”

Made me think about the way people hold doors open for others in NYC–how that really touched me last time I was there. Made me realize that somehow, in our West Coast craziness (how did we EVER get the rep for being laid-back?) I’ve forgotten to do that, to shoulder check and see if someone’s behind me. To pause.

How to make a big difference.