I had just assumed a new position as Senior Manager for a Service Desk (“Help Desk”) for a major outsourcing firm. Between the existing workload and the new work that was flooding in, I felt like I was “meeting myself coming and going”.
My wife has always had a way of making me feel good. She will often say things like, “You are handsome,” or “You are a good dad.” Simple, yes. Impactful, yes! I know I’m not the most handsome guy on the block, but she thinks I am. As long as I feel she thinks I am, then I am!
I’ve found it amazing how a simple “thank you,” can go a long way. So can a heartfelt, “your welcome!” A few years ago, I was having lunch with my 3 year old granddaughter and her mom. She has been taught to say thank you when someone does something for you.
Unfortunately I have been to my share of funerals since then. And I have observed that people who pass on are really wonderful people. So I ask, why do we have to wait until people are gone to recognize how special they really are? The answer is we don’t.
With the 2012 Olympics in full swing and many uplifting stories of triumph, overcoming adversity and sacrificing so much surfacing every day, here is one from the past that you won’t ever forget. And if you have already seen it or heard about it, this story will uplift you up again – I promise.
