I don’t know if I am solo in this struggle, but I find I spend a considerable amount of time figuring out a way to show someone, how much something they did meant to me. I never know what gift will pull most at their heart strings, or what words will convey how much kindness I have for them. It’s like I need a gauge to tell when someone is thanked enough, knows the extent of what they did meant to me.
In elementary school it was easy, you gave away your pudding. In middle school, you helped your friend make a hair style equally as awkward staged as yours. In high school, you got the keys to your mom’s car and took someone to the mall and put the TCBY on your tab. And in college, you find a fifth of anything is good enough thanks for most things.
But in the real world, it’s not as easy. There isn’t a universal gift that conveys how much gratitude you have for someone. Because the help gets bigger, the advice becomes more crucial, and the influence much more profound.
How do you show as much emotion in thanking someone as the emotion they have brought to you through their aid? It’s impossible. There is no way, that your thanks, can out do the genuine good someone has done for you, and that is the beauty of a self-less act of kindness. You can’t ever re-pay it, because anything you could return them with would not be as beautiful as what they have given to you.
So, even though I know this will not bring to you, the profound emotional experience I had when you helped me and gave to me, here it goes again. Thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my very overwhelmed and very moved heart. There is nothing I did to deserve what you have given me, nothing special or earth shattering about me, and nothing I could give to you in return. But still, you gave. You changed my life, you made my life exceedingly better, and taught me what kind of person truly makes a difference in the world.
You taught me basic dental hygiene any almost 22 year old should know. You took the time to show me what soap wouldn’t make my face burn into a tomato. You showed interest in my life, as far as career aspirations, and as near as which ice cream flavor I like. You laughed when I cussed, and joined in when I was crass.You sat down with me, pulling questions of what will truly help me reach a goal, without me asking. You made me dinner without me inviting myself. You put me in your plans, in your thoughts, made me an important part of your life. You Included me in an inside family joke, put my name on a Christmas ornament, and hugged me just because you passed by.
You put baby ointment on my sun burn with gentle hands as I hollered in misery. You looked at me with interest, as I told you something you might not have cared to know. You sat with me, slept on the floor next to me, pulled covers from me, and let me fall asleep on a pillow on your lap. You told me I was smart. You told me I looked good today. You felt comfortable telling me I had spinach in my teeth. You chose me to be your friend, and put me in the group text. You let me know, you thought of me.
I know these aren’t the main acts of your great gifts to me, but the details, the tiniest of gestures, has made great tide after tide in my ocean. I know I can never thank you enough. But thank you. Thank you all.