While getting 300 text messages can be equally as thrilling, there is something about reading the loops and swirls of a person's penmanship that lights me up. To the messages that recall 100 memories or the simple well-wishes, there is a traditional simplicity in the gesture. A consistency each year.
Last week, I ruminated about years gone and years to come; about self-reflection and personal growth. It was only afterwards that I realized that another year isn't just a reminder about yourself. It's about the accumulation of people over the course of a life.
For friends that I've known since I was 11, to people that I met last year; to a family so large and thoughtful that I really take for granted that not everyone has this kind of love around them. I realized through my gatherings (dinner parties, family dinners, extended family lunches) that the best gift I can give to the world and myself is daily gratitude.
This week's mantra (albeit a bit saccharine) is as follows:
“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” Marcel Proust
No matter what your position in life, practice being grateful. Count the people you care about (whether the number is 3 or 30) and silently thank the world that you have them. Better yet, write them a card (oh howwww cheesy, you may think) but it's not. Send them a card thanking them for being there. Send them the loops and swirls of your hand and pay it forward.
Or send a text. Just remember.