Thank you. Why are two of the simplest words in the English language sometimes so hard to say?
When I was a senior in high school, I applied to two colleges. The first was the school I was destined to attend. The second? An afterthought, just in case the world’s largest sink hole, triggered by a flying unicorn tethered to an alien spacecraft piloted by Tom Cruise, happened to swallow my first choice whole.
That didn’t happen. Instead I was wait-listed, which for me, was the equivalent of being tethered to an alien spacecraft piloted by Tom Cruise. After getting the news, I became completely unmoored and sullen, sequestering myself in my closet with Erasure’s Oh L’Amour pounding through the headphones of my Sony Mega Bass Sports Walkman over, and over, and over.
After about a week of intense suffering, understood only by Sting via his howling lyrics on King of Pain (which was also in heavy rotation on the cassette player in my car), my dad told me to shower, put on some clean clothes, and pull out my 1/2 inch curling iron…it was time for a father-daughter road trip.
Somehow, we ended up at Miami University that day, and before I knew what was happening, I found myself face-to-face with the Dean of Admissions, better known as The Dream Crusher. I sat, immobilized by fear, as Dad listed virtues I didn’t even know I had in his pitch to get me a spot in the incoming freshman class. This wonderful man, who had never, not once in my eighteen years of life, raised his voice against me was raising it for me, to the roof.
If you asked, Dad would tell you what he did was no big deal, and that he really just wanted to create some space between himself and my constant feed of synthesizer-heavy, sappy songs. But I disagree. I think what he did was extraordinary. He stood up for me at a time in life when I didn’t know how to stand up for myself and taught me that when you want something to change, the first thing you do is ask. Huge lessons on a short road trip that got me into the school of my dreams and altered the course of my life. For that?
Thank you Dad.
If you can, make today’s thank you a little special. Think about something you’ve left unsettled, listen to the voice inside your head that never sleeps (I have about twelve), and dig a little deeper under the surface of obvious. Thank you. Two simple words that, the more you say, the easier they are to pronounce.
I, Gemini Girl, have interrupted my non-existent scheduled programming to bring you the 25 Days of Giving Challenge. Please join me in my quest, over the next 25 days, to make people happy. I’ll share stories of giving escapades that will be sure to wow, impress, or at least not annoy anyone who chooses to participate. Each Day of Giving will be conveniently brought to you via email if you follow this blog. And if you’re already a follower? Pass it onto your friends. If we work together we can change the world, or at least dramatically improve my hit ratio.
39 thoughts on “25 Days of Giving Day Two: Say Thank You”
humility is hard learned, thank God for our mothers love, amen
So true. Thank you for commenting. =)
So well stated. Thank you Gemini Girl for launching my day with a deep sense of gratitude.
Thank you for reading. Now go give my mom something to do. =)
Another good challenge for the day … and again, one for any & every day! .. but that could be your point.
On the other hand … Miami University? … in no-roads-lead-to-Oxford, Ohio?
Right smack dab in the middle of a cornfield. Loved that school. Thank you for reading and commenting two days in a row. I truly appreciate it. =)
Been to MU many times … and using saying nasty things as soon as I cross the city limits. 😉 … after all, I went to the Great Pumpkin up north along I-75 … and also a loyal Bearcat down the road.
Ahhh, the Cincinnati Bearcats. I used to drive through Cincy on the way to Miami and wish, at a minimum, we had an Olive Garden in Oxford. Thanks for the comments and interaction, Frank. This is so fun!
So where was home at the time?
The Great State of Kentucky. =)
At least u didn’t go to UK.
I almost fell over when I read your comment. That was my back-up school, but I’m a U of L fan through and through. =)
That a way … at least I respect the cards!
This one I can for sure handle. I didn’t do too well with the stranger compliment yesterday. I was in and out of an appointment quickly and forgot to do it. I was home working the rest of the day. But I did compliment my hubs and kids to make up for my shortcoming…
The good news about strangers is that you run into them all the time! The only public place I visited yesterday was the grocery store. I’ll have to admit, trolling the aisles for a random person to compliment didn’t come easily, but once I found a lady in a red coat that I liked, I started with her and sailed right through more compliments until I reached the check-out girl. It was fun!
THANK YOU for reading, Carrie, reaching out, and always giving me such kind, thoughtful encouraging words. xoxo
It’s always a pleasure!
You’re my 4th thank you of the day and its only 830! Thank you!
Thank YOU Suzette! =)
This was heartwarming! Parents are so instrumental in our growth, and I think a lot of times we take them for granted! Definitely going to be calling my folks today and wishing them well. Thanks for the inspiration!
What a nice surprise. Thank you for the read and comment, Meg. I’m sure your parents were thrilled to hear from you. =)
I love this. What a lovely Thank You. I try to make sure that every day people who are often unappreciated, feel appreciated, at least by me. Are we supposed to tell our own story in our responses? giggles… not sure how this is supposed to work. 🙂
YES! I would love to hear the things you do to make people feel better. I know you do them every day, Dani. You have such a huge heart.
I am so glad that your dad fought for you back then and you turned out to be the beautiful person that you are now. THANK YOU for making me laugh, inspiring me, and being an all-around good friend. Wish we saw each other more. Xoxo
Even though we don’t get to spend the time together that I’d like, I feel like we’re close. That’s the true definition of friendship in my book. Good news is that we’ll see each other Saturday night. =)
Thank you so much for your support and friendship, Stella. It means the world to me.
Sooo happy you’re back Stacie. You are so very talented. Thank you for sharing your story. Day 2 challenge accepted.
I love your commitment Maria. You help people every hour of every day as a big piece of your life’s work, so you’ve pretty much got the 25 days of this challenge locked up without even trying. Now I’m going to compliment you back. I don’t know Nick, but every picture I see of the two of you looks genuine. You truly look like you are both in love, which, I’m sure, is a wonderful story of it’s own. xoxo
GREAT story. I just love your writing, Stacie. You come up with images that only a writer destined for a best-selling YA novel might …. 😉 xxxo
Love you Laura. As for the novel? It’s very, very dusty. =/
Reading your blog …
First I’m laughing, then I’m rocking to some great 80’s music, next thing I know…I’m crying and all choked up! You are sooo good.
Thank You for sharing your amazing gift!!
I know you have such a special place in your heart for your dad, Biz. I appreciate you reading, commenting, and making my heart feel happy.
Awesome post Stace!
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Thanks Rich…hope your’e well!
Dads are brill. ‘Bout time someone said it. Loud and proud.
You go Yolly.
I like stories about dads, even if they make me want to cry. I try to thank people when they do something for me, or at least nod and smile if I feel a little shy. I did thank most of the delivery people the last couple of weeks (I’ve been doing a lot of Xmas shopping online).
You’re putting good vibes out into the world, Mary, and that’s what counts. I’m writing about something that involves my two dads tomorrow, and I agree, there’s something about fathers that is just tear-inducing. Thanks so much for stopping by. It’s always nice to see you here.
Stacie, your Dad sounds like a good dude. Also, Boo to synthesizers. Also also, it’s great to read your words again
So awesome to hear from you, Bill. I’d love to hear YOUR words sometime soon, but I know you have a lot on your mind right now.
Lots of good vibes and love coming your way. Thanks for taking time out to stop by, read, and say hi. =)