Today a very nice thing happened.  As I sat at the desk, crunching numbers, someone stepped to the door and tapped on the frame.  I glanced up and shared a smile with the pleasant young lady framed in the doorway.

She said, “I was nearby for a meeting and couldn’t leave without stopping by to tell you how much I appreciate you.”  She related how much she enjoyed working with me and how helpful and patient I had always been.

Basking in the praise, I responded, “Thank you so much!  I appreciate it, but…. What is your name?”  “Danielle,” she said and memories surfaced.    To be fair, the last time I saw her, she had sported a short blond bob instead of the red hair that now skimmed her shoulders.

For the next five minutes she sang my praises and bestowed far more accolades than I deserved.  I don’t think I ever went out of my way to help her.  I just did my job.

Danielle takes time to say “Thank you” for things most take for granted.

Passing it on…