Someone paid me a visit yesterday, and delivered untold joy to my life. This young man, and I call him young because he is the age of my girls, came to see me and tell me, thanks!!
His words, “ Ms. Blose (he called me that, and it was ok because to me he was that same young boy with whom we interacted many years ago). “ I know I never thanked you as a kid for the way you treated me growing up, and I let Mr. Blose pass without thanking him either, so I didn’t want that to happen again.”
EmailingHe proceeded to tell me instant after instant when we impacted his life in a positive way. I won’t relate them here as they are too private and precious to do so, but I told him I would absolutely tell our daughters the stories of their Dad and add to all the good memories they treasure.
Why am I telling this story? It certainly is not that Bill and I were paragons of virtue, but to remind me and you readers that in our simple encounters with others who cross our lives, that generosity and respect might impact those lives in untold ways. It certainly did with one who got a chance to express it
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Ellen,you and Billy touched so many lives and did not know you were by simply
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