I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you. That’s it.
You don’t get thanked nearly enough for all you do. And I’m here to correct that. Even if only for a few moments. I hope you know how grateful we all are.
And by “we all,” I mean us. The whole human race. So thank you. We appreciate you.
Thank you to the old man in Walmart who was in the self-checkout lane when he paid for a young Latina woman’s groceries after her card was rejected.
Thank you to the teenage boy who bounced his screaming baby sister on his hip while paramedics loaded his mother into an ambulance on the interstate. I passed the accident on the way home. It was awful. Police cars everywhere.
Thank you to the officer who took the crying baby into his arms and held her against his chest while the teenage boy crawled into the ambulance with his mother.
Thank you to the elderly man who helped change a flat tire for six older men stranded on I-285 outside Atlanta.
The man who changed the tire never knew he was helping a carload of six former inmates who recently moved into transitional halfway housing; who, even though they are now sober, law-abiding citizens, are unemployed, and largely unimportant to those around them.
Thank you, whoever you are, for faking like you’re in a good mood for your kids, even though your heart is broken.
Thank you for caregiving for your husband/wife/mom/dad/son/daughter/relative/stranger.
God bless all who change the diapers of adult patients in nursing homes, and do it in such a way that there is no loss of dignity for either party.
Thank you for supporting your local musicians. Thanks for ordering an extra beer and placing an extra tip in the jar before requesting “Freebird” as a joke because you think you are being original.
Thank you for tipping your waitress.…