“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.” Sometimes Dr. Suess can just say it better than I can! With this sentiment in mind I am sending you my weekly Random Note of Gratitude to say thank you for being beautiful, amazing you. Though we may not know each other nor have a single thing in common, I like to think that we are both doing the very best we can to better our lives and the lives of those we love most. Thanks for being YOU Michelle! Have a lovely summer.
Pay it forward!
I am often asked how I choose the individuals to whom I send my Random Notes of Gratitude. While there certainly isn't a science to it, I suppose there is a method to my madness. Sometimes I am touched by a person in my own life and as a way of recognizing him/her I will head on over to www.whitepages.com and see if there is another individual with the same name. In these instances, it feels like a double whammy of gratitude...I'm not only acknowledging a stranger, but also someone I know. Sometimes I will ask a friend to choose a name, and sometimes it truly is a Random Note of Gratitude. When it gets right down to it though, I would like to think that these notes are universal and could be sent to almost anyone. For me, writing them is almost like a meditation. They have helped me to slow down and be observant as I go about my activivites during the week. They have helped me to have more compassion for others and even for myself. They have allowed me to tap into the goodness that I truly believe exists in the world and in each and every one of us.
My mom is a flight attendant with Skywest Airlines and I have the very good fortune of being on her travel benefits which means I can fly standby for free to many destinations. More often than not this arrangement works incredibly well, but every now and again I find myself stuck at a station, unable to get on a flight. I had one such day this past week when I found myself at Portland International Airport just shy of twenty four hours. Getting out of Portland was looking rather grimm for the next couple days and I was in the process of trying to figure out alternate routes to get back to Denver, not an easy task when one is incredibly tired and frustrated. I was waiting for yet another flight, this one very early in the morning and was next in line on the standby list when the gate agents announced that they flight had checked in full. Ready to cry I remained at the gate, too exhausted to move, when I heard the gate agents paging two passengers. One passenger showed up, but the other one, whose name was Michelle didn't, and I got her seat moments before the plane pushed back. When I texted my mom that I barely got on the flight because a woman named Michelle hadn't shown up, she texted back it looks lik you have your next Random Note of Gratitude!